As most have heard, my dad's brother passed away last week. My Uncle Tony left behind five children, my cousins, so please continue to cover them in your prayers. I don't know what it's like to lose a father, but I immediately feel a hole in my heart and angst in my stomach when I think about losing someone I love so much. My family has been able to spend a lot of time together back home, and I am so grateful for that. It's been far too long since we have been in each other's presence. I can't wait to be reunited with them the next time we are together. I am *so* proud of my Adams name and my Japanese heritage. You'll be missed, Uncle Tony. So, so missed.
As I posted previously, I also have suffered a minor injury recently. I haven't been training for a month now, and I found out on Monday that I have a small disc herniation between my L5 S1. It sounds dramatic, but it's already feeling so much better. I've separated my sternum, broken both of my legs, and had two shoulder surgeries, so this is just another part of the lifestyle that comes with acrobatics. Injuries happen, and they happen often, but time will heal my back, and I choose to trust in the Lord's plans. I've noticed a pattern, and His plans always end up better! A month ago I was having trouble getting out of bed, and now, although I am not fully training, I can go an entire day without feeling any pain during regular activity. I don't know what the future holds, but I do know that nothing is worth being crippled. I'm making sure that my back is fully healed before I resume any training.
It's been a heavy couple of weeks, but my spirits are lifted and I am at peace. The head cold I caught proves that "trouble comes in threes", so I'm hoping I'm on the way up!
On a lighter, much happier note, Max came to visit last weekend. It was just what the doctor ordered!
|On the way to dinner!|
Max accidentally forgot to say "no mushrooms", and it ruined his dinner. Lucky for me, I got my dinner plus his mushrooms!
|They say I'm extremely photogenic.|
|Nikita and Max!|
|Best pals. "Muy lusha drook"= best friends.|
|Headed up the trails at Mont Royal to look over the city|
|Wearing a new shirt that Max bought me and a scarf from my brother! |
Clothed with love and loving the fall layering!
|View from the top|
|Couldn't have been a prettier day!|
|Favorite place in Montreal!|
|My bearded man. <3|
We spent the weekend shopping, walking, and spending quality time together. It couldn't have been more perfect. We ate a Schwartz, a famous smoked meat restaurant, and I couldn't stop thinking about how much my father and father-in-law would love it.
I'm so grateful that my husband is letting me chase my dreams. I was not made for long distance; I hate long distance. I know he doesn't like it either, but he doesn't complain. He continually pushes me when I'm hurting, discouraged, and lonely, and it takes only minutes for me to get back in the game. We are each others, and I find an incredible amount of comfort in that.
I had a great weekend, Mackie! See you next weekend for your birthday!