{Hilde}

What a spectacular lady she truly is. 

Most days I will preach for hours about how I am a fairly independent person and enjoy both my freedom and the fact that I enjoy taking care of myself. That is what London has been for me. London has been a period of making the drastic jump from "college child" to adult. Far away from my parents and their guidance, I have had the interesting experience of making my own decisions and the ability to think completely for myself and act upon those thoughts. The moments in which I was sick for home were (and are) far and few.
But as soon as I began spending time with Hilde, I began to yearn for home. The warmth in her eyes, the purity in her smile and the joy in her heart all made me feel so loved and important. Furthermore, everything about her reminded me of my grandma Davis. Perhaps my mind was exaggerating the intensity of their similarities because I miss my grandma so much.
The way Hilde would walk up beside me and link our arms and hold my hand

The way she would brush my hair away from my eyes

The way something would remind her of a song she once loved and she would start singing it (no matter where we were)

The way she cooked

The way she listened intently when I spoke broken German with her

The way she spoke with such sureness and joy about the God that she loves and follows

The way she loves her two precious twin grandkids

All things that remind me of my own grandmother.

The entire time I was with Hilde, I just couldn't help but want to be close to her...to soak up every moment of being her "grand-daughter"....even if it was only for a short while.

I cannot wait to see my grandma(s) again.