What did I find on my desk when I arrived home? A check that should have been mailed before I left on my trip, due for my internet and cable service. That was not the worst! Come to find out, the provider of that service has increased the price by 50 percent. Before I left on my trip an agent from another company came around offering services, so I’m going to change to another provider. It’s a hassle, but with patience it will be solved.
Something totally different that people consider unpleasant is to have a black cat walk by. In Sweden, superstitious people have to spit three times when this happens. Cristina had just talked to me about black cats and suggested we should do a story because many people despise black cats. Guess what? The last day I spent in Sweden I encountered not one, but two black cats! The people I spent the night with, that would take me to my early flight, had these cats. This was so perfect that I got started on my story right away.
Dad’s wife, Mary, was excited about the green eyes, that were exactly the color of her sweater. On the picture is Rasmus with my hostess, Inger; below is the cat Crespo. He’s the one that’s going to be the hero of the story.
Crespo was despised because he was black. His siblings were not kind to him and nobody wanted him. He was not only black but he was ugly. My hostess and her daughter went to some neighbors to pick out a cat and both thought he was so ugly that they didn’t want him. But then they felt bad about it and accepted the little ugly black cat. Now the cat has turned beautiful and is very much loved!
I’m planning on making Crespo a hero by saving a little boy’s life. From despised to a hero—that doesn’t sound so bad, does it? My imagination can run wild sometimes so who knows what the story will end up to be.
Here’s a happy surprise! I can’t send packages to Cristina to Peru, at least not to where she lives. But I took stuff with me to Sweden and then sent it to Peru with my sister. There Cristina picked it up at a friend’s house. She was very pleasantly surprised and said I had sent all the things she loves. She took pictures. Here are the surprises!
There is something in the picture above that my daughter loves. If I’d go to Sweden and didn’t bring one of those back to her she would be very disappointed. It’s the Marabou chocolate. If you ever go to Sweden, or happen to come by an IKEA store, be sure to get one. It’s delicious!
Tomorrow, if I don’t get disconnected from the internet, there will be a big surprise on this blog.
If you think black cats bring bad luck, that’s not true. Just ask my new friend, Inger, who has Rasmus and Crespo. They have brought lots of happiness with them. And soon there will be a happy story about Crespo, the hero.
I’ll end my story about my visit in Sweden with a picture of my hero. He doesn’t like it when I call him that. But what shall I say? He’s taught me the Way of Life. He’s showed me what it means to live by faith. At every big turn in our lives as a family he supported us with timely advice. Thanks, Dad! I hope to see you again next year.