I hope everyone has stayed fresh this week.
It is a bit of a chilly morning of here in Dunkerque. The sky is playing solar peek-a-boo and there are such colors that dance upon the waters of the port. Sunrises and sunsets were already pretty cool but that watery reflection just adds more to marvel at. Today myself and my intrepid companion (I like to think of us as the amalgam of 1) Batman and Robin, 2) Shawn and Gus, and 3) Indy and Short-Round) plan on getting some groceries! Then we will eat some of said groceries. Then we will go play sports and look around some forts with the Elders from Calais. They are exchanging up here in Dunkirk and will be sticking around until 6:00 tomorrow evening.
|Poor jellyfish stuck on the beach|
I'm almost 21 now! Or at least I'll be 21 in 14 days or so. That sort of gets me thinking and reflecting upon what these 21 years of living has consisted of. If I live to be 84 I'm already 25 percent finished! And what a wild and fun 25 percent it has been. From a crying flailing lump of meat, to a larger lump of meat who cries less and hardly ever flails. That transformation is absurd! How do parents handle it? How do those feelings of love and parenthood cope with such rapid, uncontrolled, and agency-driven change? I imagine it is pretty weird and sometimes beautiful. Parents would be proud! I think the notion of being proud is nifty. Not the type with high horses but the satisfaction and peace kind. They are actually different words in French. The bad kind of pride- "orgueil" and the thing we feel for loved ones-"fier". Am I proud of what I've done with these 21 years given me? Do I assume responsibility for what I did during that time? And more importantly, am I proud of who I am now? Of what I'm currently doing?... there are others who I want to be proud of me too. My parents. My sisters! And my little brother. My friend Rebecca off finishing college. Mark who is off on his mission in Canada. That Sam Shumway dude. Jasmine, another dear friend of mine back in Wyoming. All kinds of other names that won't mean anything to most of you but mean things to me. I think it is really important to be proud of one another and to tell each other how proud you are. We are all swimming through an equally big pond and it is much easier swimming in schools! I really am proud of each and every person who reads this. Firstly because you read it-- mad props! And secondly because of all the things you do! Of all your dreams and hopes and good desires. As I tried to look back over 21 years to find my achievements, the things that kept came up were all the achievements, the influences, and the awesome things you guys did! Guys! Too cool!
|A package from home arrived with some Birthday presents. Now I just have to wait unto the 24th to open it|
It was a pretty nice week. The weather has cooled down. Some of the people did the same. Oldsters tend to get knee pain and whatnot. We had an awesome experience with our buddy Khalif. He called us up Thursday evening asking if we could help him assemble some furniture. He had purchased a stand for his television. So we head over there and within 20 minutes we have managed to horribly ruin the assembly... after running to our house and hitting up that of his neighbor we come back with the two pliers we have to resolve the disaster. Then we assemble everything backwards. Then we start again. During this whole mess he is telling us his story and how he ended up here in France. Turns out his father was a successful businessman in Africa-- the honest kind, and someone thought he was too successful so they had him assassinated. And we talked about how 8 year-old Khalif felt growing up knowing the assassins of his father. And how he carried hard and bitter feelings for the longest time. He told us how he had changed though. How the cold and hateful man he was had given place to a warm and loving fellow who invited two strange Americans to build furniture and eat pizza. We finished our conversation over warm ginger drinks. We will see him later tonight actually!
|The old district (prior to these last changes) in a classic pyramid formation|
One thing being here in France has taught me is to not be passive in your human relations. You can be passive with your lawn and let the green stuff grow a bunch. You can be passive with your dishes. You can be passive with some things. Please! Please please please do not be passive with the people who surround you— whether you picked them to surround you or not. They are much too important! You have memories to make with them! Advice to give! Friendships to form! Grudges to get over! Phone calls to make!
I hope that everyone has a good week! If you want to make it better, I challenge you to give more compliments this week. 10 or plus. Really make a conscious effort to compliment your friends, family, and strangers. I think you will see a difference at the end of the week. Let a little more love in your life.
See you next week friends!
Elder Alex Hacker