Market men-who gives you extra lemons

Wednesday means market day.... Today's market was in the rain and that made the walk seem longer. But the sun broke through in time to make the entire process better. Today the market had my highly sought after avocadoes 2 for 1 euro!! It was a true highlight. And to make the trip just shine was the fact that my little market man gave me 2 lemons in my bag :-}
I know that it is because I speak arabic to him. It teaches me that the small things make people feel better- little things like lemons. God is in the lemons.

Home is where the heart is, so where is mine

Well, I have been in Milan for 8 days and I still have not found my heart. It seems that I left it in Texas with my 2 daughters. I find myself very sad that I can't spend the day with Sarah for her birthday or garden, scrapbook or even clean. Boy, you know that I miss the lake and my girls if I want to clean. Maybe, being a mom is more important than being in a foreign country. People just sigh and say Italy.... I just have a few words for them.... disorder, dirt, strikes and cheaters. The only thing that keeps me smiling here is my friends at church. To think that my shy friend Max, gave me a big kiss means that I am suppose to be here to help those sweet, stiff anglicans become more demonstrative......job ALMOST accomplished.