Saturday, January 7, 2017

Top 40 Highlights from the Gal with Grey Highlights...

Top 40 Highlights from the Gal with Grey Highlights…
(But I prefer to call it tinsel!)

January 14th I turn 40 years old!  I love that!  I feel blessed and privileged to have lived for four decades.  I’m thankful for my good health and for God’s faithfulness in my life through each season.  So, I wrote a list of forty roles I am so thankful to have had in my life….forty highlights that I’m glad I’ve experienced.  
When my friend, Cheryl turned forty we gathered together, each bearing a gift of forty items.  There were rubber bands to remind her to stay flexible, paper clips to keep her organized and Bible verses to help her stay grounded.  For my fortieth I’m giving myself the gift of 40 special memories in the form of a blog.
As I look ahead to however many years the Lord gives me in the future, I have hope and joy, trusting that He will continue to be faithful and continue to guide each season of my life. 

1. Being a Christian…
I am a Christian.  
I have put my trust in the Lord.  
I have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.  
I believe in God, who is compassionate and loving.
He cares about every detail in my life.  He is in control.    
Prayer has power.  God’s Word, the Bible, is truth.  
I am assured a place in Heaven someday because Jesus is my Savior.  
God has called me to love the people he has placed in my life.
God is the only judge…I am not here to judge others…only to love others.  

I chose to begin my 40 Highlights with these statements of Faith because all 39 other statements are branches off of this tree.  All good gifts come from God.  James 1:17 says, “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the Heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”  I am so thankful for God’s generosity.  2 Corinthians 9:15 says, “Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift!”  That gift is Jesus.
2. Being a Granddaughter…
I have written numerous blog posts through the years about my special grandparents.  Some of my most cherished childhood memories are times spent with my grandparents.  They (and my parents) were my biggest fans.  They attended concerts I performed in and they read articles and stories that I wrote.  They looked at the pictures I drew and studied the photographs I took.  They wrote me letters.  They gave advice and told stories and invested in me.  They taught me skills and took time for me.  I felt important and valued around my grandparents.  For all these things I will forever be grateful.  As a 40-year-old looking back, I am glad I got to experience being a granddaughter.   


3. Being a Daughter… 
My parents taught me so much.  They instilled in me a love for music.  My parents taught me how to work hard toward my goals.  They helped me with homework and practicing.  They provided music and dance lessons and paid for summer camp, Up With People and college.  They took us kids on vacations to see the National Parks and Disney World.  They drove us to visit our grandparents who lived 7 and 10 hours away.  They valued time together talking around the supper table.  They told stories and gave advice.  Mom and Dad took photos of us and documented our lives through scrapbooks.  They attended every concert and recital and final summer camp program.  They taught us to do our best and give our 100% to our jobs and our music.  Living on a lake, they modeled how to appreciate nature by watching the sunsets, the ducks, geese, and squirrels and the waves upon the water.  I so appreciate my parents and all their efforts and sacrifices and love through the years.  I’m thankful to have had 40 years with my parents and I hope for many more.  

 
4. Being a Sister…
I am a sister to Patty, Kimberly, and David.  We are each three years apart:  Patty is oldest, then Kimberly, then me, and David is youngest.  We all look very alike with our dark eyes and dark hair.  I wrote a blog post about each one and all the special things I appreciate about them.  I feel honored to be their sister.  
     The love of music was instilled in us from our parents and grandparents at a very young age.  The four of us made up “The Iverson String Quartet” with two violinists, a cellist, and a violist, but we only performed together a few times.  
     We experienced so many of the same things growing up, that we have a sibling bond that only we can understand.  I’m thankful for each of my siblings.  I've learned much from them.  I'm proud of each one and who they have become.  Each has passions and talents that are unique and impressive.  I love watching them be parents to their own kids.  And, without being a sister for all these 40 years, I couldn’t be an AUNTIE! 
5. Being an Aunt…
One of my greatest joys in these 40 years of life has been being Aunt Jen to Drew, Ben, Anna, Kit, Naomi, and Tia!  I love those six kiddos like crazy!  Playing imaginative games or board games or dollies or blocks….oh the hours of fun spent together!  Reading books, doing art projects, singing songs, dancing to Laurie Berkner, going for walks, spending time at the park, visiting zoos, using sidewalk chalk.  I’ve done it all with a nephew or a niece.  I am so glad God gave me the opportunity to be an auntie.  It’s the best!  The very first blog post I wrote back in 2011 was about the joys of being an auntie.  


6. Being a Godmother…
Being a godmother is kind of like being an aunt.  I’m godmother to two of my nephews (Drew and Ben) and to my friend Pauline’s boys, Joshua and Michael.  I made a promise long ago that I would pray for these boys and tell them about how God answers prayer and about the truths found in the Bible and in knowing God.  I have given them faith-based gifts and I continue to pray for them often.  Although I am not an official godmother to Katelyn, Miriam or Bold (children of close friends), I pray for them often too.  I have no children of my own, but being godmother/Aunt Jen to these special children (and my other nephew and nieces, of course), fills me with such joy and contentment.  I’m a thankful 40-year-old!

                       7. Being a Cousin…
On my mom’s side I am cousin to Richie, Hope, Josh,  Karen, Kevin, and Kathy, who are all older than me (except Josh).  I have fond memories of playing card games and “Shoot The Moon” with them.  Kathy and I were closest in age and we would play dress-up and catch lightning bugs together at Grandma and Grandpa’s house in Iowa.  I didn’t see these cousins often, but I enjoyed being pen pals with Kathy for many years.  
On my dad’s side I am cousin to Kia, Adam, Eli, Myles, Kali, and Ian, who are all younger than me.  Most of our interaction was in North Dakota at my Grandma and Grandpa’s house.  We spent a lot of time at the nearby park or playing “Colored Eggs” in the front yard.  Kia and I were the closest in age.  We would do crafts together and play dress-up and dolls together.  She lived in Minnesota, so we would visit each other as often as we could.  Through the years Kia and I became more like friends than cousins.  We loved to giggle and tell stories and act out musicals together.  We sang together and wrote letters to each other.  We were even in each other’s weddings.  I read somewhere that, “cousins are your first friends.”  I think that's true.  I’m glad for 40 years of being a cousin.   
8. Being a Babysitter…  
Megan and Drew; Eric, Kirsten, and Briana; Brett and Dan; Ryan, Alex, and James…those were the kids I babysat for.  I started babysitting when I was in about 6th grade.  I took the babysitting course offered by Community Education.  I LOVED babysitting and I did a lot of it.  I would often bring puzzles, books, and games along so the kids had something new to do when I came.  I loved to play with the kids.  For hours on end we would play and the time flew by.  Looking back, I feel very thankful that the parents entrusted me with their kids.  Now that I have nieces and nephews and a grandson whom I adore, I realize how hard it must have been for those moms and dads to leave their precious children with a teenager for hours at a time.  But, I’m sure glad they trusted me.  I have happy memories of babysitting some amazing kids.  It’s hard to believe they are all grown up now!
9. Being a Wife…
I’ve been a wife for nearly nine years.  I waited a long time to find my mate.  Todd was worth the wait.  He is the husband of my dreams and I delight in being his wife.  Todd is the best gift God ever gave me (apart from Jesus).  Proverbs 13:12 says, "Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life."  I am the happiest wife in the universe, partly because my longing was fulfilled.  I don’t want to take a single day for granted with my husband.  Each moment together is a gift.  Todd and I like to talk for hours at coffee shops, take our truck and camper on trips, hike in the woods, ride ATVs, watch old movies, play piano and trumpet duets, go to concerts together, shop at Fleet Farm or Cabela’s, visit family and friends, do Bible studies, explore antique stores, go to antique tractor shows or antique snowmobile shows, go snowshoeing, harvest our garden, make salads together, plan trips together, and find the original main street of small towns and imagine what it used to be like in its prime.  We never run out of things to talk about and we are happy when we are together.  Here I am, a 40-year-old living the dream…with my husband!

10. Being a Step-mom…
I am step-mom to James and Daniel.  I came into their lives when they were 13 and 15 years old.  They have grown up so much since then.  I am proud of their many accomplishments and abilities.  I love sitting shotgun - watching my husband be an amazing dad to his boys.  I’ve done my share of laundry and meals and cheerleading along the way too.  Sometimes serving is the best way to show love.  James is married now to his wife, Jaimee.  I’m happy I get to be a step-mother-in-law too!  I appreciate Jaimee so much and am super glad to have her in my life.  And, without them I would never have gotten to have a new, fun role….as Grandma Sapp!
11. Being a Grandma…
Yes, it’s true, this 40-year-old is a grandma!  Jax Robert Sapp came into the world this past June.  He brings much joy to Todd and me.  He has a happy personality and shares tons of smiles with everyone!  What fun to watch James and Jaimee be wonderful parents to Jax.  We feel blessed to be Grandma and Grandpa Sapp! 
12. Being a Sister-in-Law…
I am sister-in-law to Julia, Andy, and David.  It’s fun watching these people be spouses to my siblings and parents to my nieces and nephews.  I’m so glad David found Julia, Patty found Andy, and Kimberly found David to be partners in this life.  I enjoy being part of the Iverson Clan with all these folks.  
13. Being a Daughter-in-Law…
I am daughter-in-law to Doug and Mary Lou.  They live in the Staples/Bertha area on a hobby farm out in the country.  Todd and I enjoy going for long walks on their property, appreciating the scenery and wildlife.  Going there is like visiting a state park with trails and a creek running through it.  With my parents-in-law I like to talk about travel, family history, recipes, gardening, birds, and relatives.  
It’s fun to notice similarities between Todd and Doug.  Like father like son, as they say!  Mary Lou has only been part of their family for the past 21 years (after Todd’s mom, Lynne died).  I appreciate all that Doug and Mary Lou do to help us feel welcome in their home on our frequent visits.
14. Being a Friend…
One of the greatest gifts the Lord gives us is friendship.  I am so thankful for the special people God has placed into my life.  Friends hold a special place in my heart.  I often thank Him for my friends by name and am filled with an overwhelming gratitude for each one.  My friends inspire me daily.  I have learned so much from these individuals.  I am a better person because of the influence of the good people in my life that I call my friends.  Friends, thank you for knowing me and loving me and making my life be “Half as Hard and Twice As Good” (quote by Sara Groves).  This 40-year-old does not want to ever take friendship for granted!  To love and be loved…what a gift!
15. Being a Traveler…
In my 40 years of life I have been some amazing places!  I have met some incredible people, eaten some remarkable foods, heard some memorable music, and walked along some beautiful countrysides.  Travel is one of my greatest joys!  I love to experience new things…and there is always something new when you travel!    
Family trips in the motorhome brought my parents, siblings, and me to Washington D.C., Colorado, California, and Florida when I was growing up.  We stopped at all the National Parks along the way.  
Up With People brought me from Colorado across the United States to the East Coast, up into Ontario, Canada, down to the deep south of Mississippi and Alabama, into Venezuela, and over to Sweden, Denmark, Germany, France, and Portugal.  I will never forget discovering the diversity of cultures right here in my own country.  Then to experience a third-world country for 3 weeks was unforgettable.  Europe was enchanting, and merely whet my appetite for more!    
A missions trip for my church ten years after Up With People gave me more Europe!  Kiev and Vatutino, Ukraine were amazing!  Getting to know the people there was truly a blessing for me.  I will never forget.    
My husband and I have been to New Brunswick, Prince Edward Island, Nova Scotia, Quebec, Alberta, Manitoba, British Columbia, Ontario, and Yukon in Canada.  More recently, we experienced the Spanish culture and sparkling waters of Puerto Rico and then the friendly people and incredible views of Alaska in July.  I never cease to be amazed by the places we go and the newness and life all around us.  I’m glad I found a husband who also appreciates travel.  One of our favorite trips was driving our truck and camper down the west coast from Washington State to California.  Beautiful!    
These 40 years of travel have been a blessing.  I hope I can continue to travel, but even if I never go anywhere outside of Minnesota again, I will consider myself a traveler.  One can travel by reading books or watching movies.  One can travel by driving slowly through the old part of a small town and imagining what life was like in that town long ago.  One can travel vicariously through other peoples’ pictures and stories.  I will always be traveler.  It’s a part of who I am.  
16. Being a Christian School Teacher…
The first three years of my teaching career were at a small Christian school in southern Minnesota.  I had 10, 11, and 12 students in my second grade class.  I loved those kids.  I loved being a teacher.  I was a single, dedicated, fresh-out-of-college gal who worked diligently every day to be the best teacher I could be.  It was the perfect way to start my career as a teacher.  We performed a play every year and we wrote letters to missionaries and friends from all over the world.  We had guest speakers come to our classroom.  We had theme-days like "Pippi Longstocking Day."  Good memories!  I loved praying with my students each day and studying Bible stories together and memorizing scripture.  We sang praise songs together and had deep discussions about God’s faithfulness and love.  I grew in my own faith as I prepared lessons and taught each day.  I felt like I was partnering with the parents to give their children the best education we could provide, together.  What a blessing those three years were.  I love that I can still keep in touch with many of my students from those first three years as a teacher.  So special!  
17. Being a Public School Teacher…
The past fourteen years I’ve been a public school teacher in Becker.  I taught one year of third grade and have been teaching second grade ever since.  God provided some wonderful Christian mentors and friends to walk alongside me as I learned how to transition from private school to public school.  The hardest part for me was getting used to having 24, 25, and 26 students in my classes!  There are more pressures and top-down expectations in the public school setting and I don’t always feel as supported by the parents as I did at the Christian school.  But, I love being a teacher.  I love my students and I am confident that God chooses who He wants to have in my class each year.  I have the privilege of loving these kids for a year and they become “my kids.”  I want them to love school and love learning.  I strive to connect with each one and help them to grow as a person as well as a scholar.  
Ever since I was in junior high, I dreamed of having my own classroom and my own students.  As a 40-year-old I’m living the dream!  I get to organize my room the way I want, decorate it how I choose, have my own key to lock up each evening, and best of all, I get to be “Mrs. Sapp” to a group of students who know they are loved by their teacher.  I get to share great literature with them, and teach them how to subtract two-digit numbers.  I get to introduce the 7 continents on a map and explain how solids can turn into liquids.  I get to see their eyes widen as I play my violin for them and watch their creativity as they draw a picture or read a passage with expression.  I get to explain how to write with “voice” and what makes a question a question instead of a statement.  I get to hear their stories and calm their worries and encourage their personalities to shine.  I’m a cheerleader and a guide and a mother and a counselor.  I’m a 40-year-old with over 300 kids and I’m so thankful God called me to be a teacher. 
 18. Being a Colleague…


It is so satisfying to be a colleague... to be part of a team.  At all three schools where I have been a teacher, I have been thankful for the team of people I have gotten to work with.  I appreciate the other classroom teachers, special education teachers, speech teachers, art/gym/music/library specialists, behavior specialists, social workers, paraprofessionals, principals, and the office secretaries.  I have felt supported and appreciated by my colleagues through the years.  There have been moments where I thought I’d pull out my hair in frustration over a situation with a student or a parent, and every time that happens, someone from my team steps forward to help me see things in a new light or sits with me through a tough conference, or takes the student for a short time so I can take a deep breath and continue the day.  I love my students, but it is so comforting to know I don’t have to educate them all alone.  I’m not a teacher all by myself in the middle of a prairie in a one room school house…I get to be part of a team.  And, I’m thankful. 
19. Being a Singer…
I have seen photographs of myself as a toddler sitting on my dad’s knee on the wooden rocking chair and singing “Zip A Dee Doo Da” and “This Old Man” with him.  I have always loved to sing.  I sang solos for church at a young age.  I sang to my dolls.  I sang for my grandparents.  I sang in choirs and small ensembles.  One of my biggest highlights from high school was being a Caroler and getting to sing Christmas carols all across the community each day between Thanksgiving and Christmas with 15 good friends.  It was an honor to be chosen and I have never taken that for granted.  Being a member of the All-State Lutheran Choir was an incredible experience as well.  We sang sacred music in churches all across Minnesota under a very inspiring director.  Now as a teacher I sing with my students.  As an auntie I sing with my nieces and nephews.  For many years Todd and I sang on worship team at church together.  And, it was a thrill singing praise songs together with our friends and family during our wedding.    
There is such an incredible freedom in learning to sing with one’s heart.  I can be in a bad mood and if I sing I feel better.  Some say this phenomenon occurs because of all the deep breathing that pushes those positive endorphins to your brain.  I think it’s because of the power of music to touch my heart.
20. Being a Violinist…
I began taking violin lessons the summer after fourth grade.  I was squeaky and out of tune and practicing was hard work.  My mom sat with me and plunked out the notes on the piano for me to try to match on the violin.  It took a long time before I felt like playing violin was fun.  I was required to practice violin for 30 minutes a day.  As I grew older and more proficient on the violin I would choose to practice longer than 30 minutes.  I got to the point where I was enjoying it.  It was still hard work, but it was rewarding and it made me happy.  
I played in orchestras and I played duets with family and friends.  I performed solos for churches, nursing homes, funerals, and weddings.  My violin became a huge part of my identity.  My violin and I sort of became one!  Being a member of the All-State Orchestra in high school was definitely a huge highlight for me.  It was so exciting playing symphony music with other musicians who loved their instruments and who were so proficient.  The music came alive at those summer All-State camps.  Such colors and textures in the music!  That first year we played "Pictures At An Exhibition" by Mussorgsky.  What a thrill!  Being a member of The Concordia College Orchestra for four years was an amazing experience as well.  The director had a way of making us think about the music on deeper levels.  I learned so much from him and that experience.  I doubt I will ever play such advanced music again in my life, so I appreciate that I had the opportunity and the proficiency at one point in my life.    
I no longer play violin in an orchestra.  My violin sometimes sits for months at a time.  I still love my violin and consider it to be a big part of who I am.  I often listen to Itzhak Perlman, Joshua Bell, Midori, and other great violinists, so I continue to appreciate great violin music.  My favorite things to play on my violin these days are melodic solos accompanied by my mom on the piano.  I enjoy making music with Mom because we’ve played together so much that we know how to feel the music together.  It’s very satisfying and refreshing to play together.  Mom and I even made a CD of some of our favorite songs.  I’m so glad we have that keepsake.   
21. Being a Pianist…
I took piano lessons for ten years while I was growing up.  I practiced for at least 30 minutes a day for those ten years.  It was hard work, but I am so glad I persevered.  I’m so glad my parents required me to practice.  After those ten years of lessons I kept on playing.  I played in the college practice rooms just to relax.  I accompanied friends as we had sing-alongs around the piano.  I had a piano in my first classroom and I played as my students and I sang together.  I played by myself after school to unwind.  Playing piano became a form of worship for me.  I enjoy sharing my music as a church pianist.  I love piano duets with friends and family members.  Playing piano is a huge part of my life.  It’s one of my favorite hobbies.  It is more relaxing than singing or playing violin.  It is a great way to express my emotions when I am sad or angry or hurt or happy or excited or full up with an unknown emotion.  It takes concentration, but it’s like an athletic workout in that it’s worth it and I feel good afterwards.  I consider birthdays to be a day to celebrate life.  I often do things on my birthday that make me happy.  So, I play piano at some point every birthday.  You can be sure this milestone of turning 40 will be no different.  I think I'll start with "Elegy" by Mendelssohn, it's one of my favorites! 
22. Being a Reader…
My love for reading began when I was a fourth grader.  Before that, I really struggled to learn to read.  I loved listening to my mom read.  She read to us often and she always used such expression.  Listening to her was wonderful!  But, as I grew older I enjoyed unfolding stories all by myself.  The Molly, Samantha, and Kirsten books (from the American Girl Collection) were some of my favorites as were the Betsy-Tacy books (by Maud Hart Lovelace) and The Little House On the Prairie books (by Laura Ingalls Wilder).  I enjoyed reading biographies in the form of the “Value Books.”  Classics like Caddie Woodlawn, Little Women, Heidi, Pollyanna, and Anne of Green Gables soon were at the top of my list.  Those female main characters helped to build my own character.  I would think of these beloved gals as I overcame hurdles in my own life.  How would Betsy handle this situation?  I bet Anne would love this!  Where is Jo when I need her?  If Laura can do this, I can do this!  And so on…. I am who I am as a 40-year-old gal because of the amazing literature I’ve read through the years.  I am less likely to read stories these days, as I lean more towards memoirs and Christian nonfiction, but when I do find a good piece of fiction, I devour it and often read for hours on end!  Such fun!   
23. Being a Writer…
I’ve heard the saying, “I write to find out what I’m thinking about.”  I have certainly found that to be true through the years.  Taking time to journal my thoughts has helped me to clear my mind and have epiphanies I might not otherwise have had.  Writing has helped me work through some hard situations.  It has also been a fun way to express my joy and excitement and to document those amazing experiences of my first 40 years of life.  I am not a consistent writer.  I write in spurts.  I sometimes write feverishly for hours at a time.  Other times I think about what I want to write about and slowly jot down an outline over a number of weeks before actually writing the piece.  I mostly write with a keyboard now, but I used to fill notebook after notebook with my thoughts and ideas.  I began my blog in April of 2011.  My first entry was about how much I love being an auntie!  Through the years I’ve written mostly about relationships and experiences.  Many of my entries are sentimental and (hopefully) encouraging.  I strive to write like Shauna Niequist, Emily P. Freeman, and Lysa Terkeurst.  I want my readers to reflect on their own lives as they learn more about mine.  So, if you are a reader, thanks for reading!  
24. Being a Scrapbooker…
My mom and dad took great photos of us four kids when we were growing up.  My mom carefully kept track of the chronology of those photos and she diligently made reprints of the ones that had more than one child in it.  Then, she proceeded to make scrapbook after scrapbook for each of her four children.  What a treasure!  What a gift!  I love looking through the scrapbooks Mom made and remembering events from when I was a child.  I’m so thankful Mom took the time to create these keepsakes.
When I turned sixteen I began making my own scrapbooks and I haven’t stopped since.  There is something so satisfying about documenting one’s life through photos.  I’m a sentimental gal (in case you haven’t noticed yet) and I love to relive moments from the past.  Scrapbooks are one way to do that.  When I go on trips I take detailed notes.  Then I use those notes to help me put the photographs into my scrapbook in the right order with captions to help explain the experiences.  Scrapbooking is therapeutic to me.  I can get lost in the process.  It’s art to me.  It’s a way to express myself.  
25. Being an Artist…
God is creative.  He made His children creative.  The key to being an artist is to appreciate art all around oneself and find beauty.  I see art in the clouds, trees, and fields of grain.  I see art in the lines on furniture and the ruffle on a blouse.  I see art in the writing by my students and the expression in their voices as they read.  Teaching is an Art.  Music is an Art.  Writing is an Art.  Decorating one’s home is an Art.  Having meaningful conversations with others is an Art.  Loving is an Art.  Yes, I am an Artist.  And, so are you!  We are surrounded by art and I’m thankful for 40 years of appreciating and living art. 
26. Being A Photographer…
I love to document life and travels through photography.  I spend hours pouring over photographs I have taken.  I appreciate the artistic photographs that are shared on Facebook.  I love to put photographs into scrapbooks.  I like to decorate with photographs and make collages and photo blocks.  Photographs capture a moment so it can live forever….much longer than 40 years!  
27. Being an Interior Decorator…
Well, maybe I’m not exactly an interior decorator, but I do enjoy decorating my spaces… my home and my classroom.  To me, the most important thing is to feel inspired by my surroundings whether that be by placing sentimental items around a space or by having quotes in a location where they can be read easily.  I like using photographs and artwork as my main tools for decorating.  I get such a thrill when a space comes together with colors that meld well or when a theme evolves effortlessly into something special.  It’s the little things that have made decorating my spaces so meaningful over these past 40 years.
28. Being a Homemaker…

Laundry, dishes, dusting, preparing meals, vacuuming, organizing spaces, paying the bills…it’s all part of being a homeowner.  But, doing those tasks with love and joy and art - that makes a homeowner a homemaker.  I wouldn’t say I have reached that goal yet, but at age 40 I’m on my way.  I get a feeling of satisfaction when the dishes are done and the kitchen is clean.  I actually enjoy putting away freshly-laundered clothing (the lavender scent is heavenly!)  But, there definitely are days when my cooking skills are lacking and my motivation weak.  Grace is what I need.     
29. Being a Chef…
Well, maybe not a chef…but I do enjoy cooking meals, baking treats, and trying out new recipes.  I love looking through cookbooks for the next thing to try making.  I enjoy using my tools - mixers, choppers, slicers, blenders to help me as I work.  I believe the saying “Nothin’ Says Lovin’ Like Somethin’ From The Oven!”  At age 40, some of my favorite things to make are:  Creamy Vegetable Chicken Tomato Soup, Sweet and Sour Chicken, Venison Chili, One-Pot Turkey Dinner, Ramen Noodle Broccoli Slaw, and homemade frosted brownies.  I like variety and I like to have a plan, so I try to write on a calendar what meals I plan to prepare ahead of time.  I keep most of my recipes in plastic sheet protectors in a binder.  It helps keep me organized and fed.    
30. Being an American…
I grew up enjoying summer trips to Medora, North Dakota with my grandparents, where there was an inspiring musical shown each night at Theodore Roosevelt National Park.  The musical always had a patriotic medley at some point.  I remember the goosebumps every summer during that medley of songs.  I wanted to be a Burning Hills Singer singing those songs!  Even as a young child I felt proud to live in America.  I felt thankful for the soldiers who had protected us through the years.  I felt appreciative of the freedoms we had.  At age 40, I still feel that way.  I am proud to be an American and thankful, so thankful for the life we enjoy here. 
31. Being a Travel Planner…
I love to plan trips!  My friend, Amy and I planned our three week road trip to Prince Edward Island together in 2002.  That was the first trip I helped plan.  After that I was hooked!  Todd and I love to travel and I love to plan the trips.  I research the places online and read travel brochures and books.  I search for the best deals and map out the best routes.  It’s fun and exciting and oh, so rewarding.  Now, at age 40, I can’t imagine going on a trip that someone else planned!  I’d totally feel gypped!  Where shall we go next?  I can’t wait to start researching!    
32. Being a Family Historian…
I love antiques and old photos and learning about the past.  I especially love those things when I know there is a family connection.  In 1998 and 1999 I interviewed my four grandparents about their lives.  I will always, always cherish that time of conversation and learning.  I created books out of those interviews.  I compiled the information with headings and put things into sections that I had gathered in the tape-recorded interviews.  I included photographs and added some of my own “voice.”  What a wonderful project - I’m glad I did that.  I cherish those books and the stories and personalities that they contain.  I’m grateful for my heritage.       
33. Being a Concordia College Graduate…
I attended Concordia College in Moorhead, Minnesota from 1996 to 2000.  I was an elementary education major with a minor in music.  I took violin lessons and was a member of the Concordia College Orchestra.  I worked for Cobber Kids Corner Preschool and was a leader in the Concordia Christian Outreach Program.  I loved college.  I loved my roommates.  I’m so thankful for my experiences there.  Concordia helped prepare me to be a teacher and to be a member of my community.  My time at Concordia helped shape the 40-year-old that I am today.    
34. Being an Up With People Alum…
From July of 1995 to July of 1996 I was a member of the Up With People organization.  I traveled with 150 people representing 26 different countries.  We traveled by bus and stayed with host families.  We performed a broadway-style musical show about peace and understanding among nations in every community we visited.  We did community learning activities too.  We traveled all over the United States, went into Ontario, Canada, went down to Venezuela, and then ended our year in Sweden, Denmark, Germany, France, and Portugal.  It was a once in a lifetime experience and I am so glad I had that opportunity.  I was given a broader world perspective because of that year.  Up With People was not perfect and there were some seasons of hard, but, now, as a 40-year-old, I mostly see the good and I realize the hard helped me to grow.     


35. Being a Collector… 
I collect giraffes, violinist figurines, and Strawberry Shortcake dolls.  I have found collecting giraffes to be a fun way to connect with my students.  I collect other things too - like scarves, books, and CDs, but not as purposefully.  I have trouble letting go of my “stuff” and I have to be careful not to let things become idols in my life.  God comes first.  The way to JOY is: Jesus, Others, You.  But, I think God doesn’t mind when we enjoy our stuff as long as it doesn’t get out of hand.   
36. Being a Nature-lover…
Nature brings me closer to God.  The sound of trickling water along the creek, the smell of lilacs in bloom, the color of maple leaves as they float to the ground, the majestic scenery of a mountain sunset, the feeling of stomping through fresh snow…you get the idea.  Visiting the sparking waters of the bioluminescent bay in Puerto Rico was an amazing natural wonder that we witnessed in February.  I’m glad God is so creative and that we can enjoy His handiwork all around us.  His creation never ceases to amaze me, even after 40 years of enjoying it. 

37. Being a Chocoholic…
Todd bought me a t-shirt recently that says, “I never met a piece of chocolate I didn’t like!”  Ha!  That would be true!  Chocolate ice cream, chocolate cake, chocolate brownies, chocolate fudge, dark chocolate, milk chocolate, white chocolate, mint chocolate, chocolate mochas, chocolate shakes, chocolate covered cherries, chocolate covered peanuts, chocolate covered pretzels...the list goes on and on!  I’m thankful for 40 years of indulging in chocolate delights!
38. Being a Skater, Bicyclist, and ATV Driver…
When I glide across the ice on my skates I feel like I’m flying.  When I coast along a bike path feeling the wind across my face, I feel free.  When I drive an ATV along a trail I feel full of adrenaline and power.  For a quieter, more sedentary gal like myself, I’m glad I’ve been able to glide/coast/drive out of my comfort zone to experience these things during my first 40 years of life.
39. Being a Bible Reader…
God’s word is chock-full of great advice, words of wisdom, bits of instruction, mountains of inspiration, and volumes of amazing stories.  I am who I am because of reading and believing God’s word.  These are some of my favorite verses:

Proverbs 3:5-6 "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.  In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight." 

Romans 8:38-39, "For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

Philippians 4:4-8, "Rejoice in the Lord always.  I will say it again:  Rejoice!  Let your gentleness be evident to all.  The Lord is near.  Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.  Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things."  
40. Being a Heaven-Bound Daughter of The King…
Turning 40 is an honor, a joy, a privilege, and a milestone.  I love my life and I hope to live at least another 40 more years.  But, even if I don’t, I have lived a full life and I’m so thankful.  I know where I’m headed.  Jesus is my Savior and He is preparing a place for me in Heaven.  I don’t know when it will be that I join Him in Heaven, but I realize that this life is temporary.  All that matters is love….sharing God’s love with others…loving the people God has blessed me with…and enjoying the love of a Heavenly Father who says, “I take great delight in you.  I rejoice over you with singing” (Zeph. 3:17).  God is faithful and I know that whatever my future holds, He is in control.  

     

 





  


     















Sunday, December 11, 2016

Merry Christmas 2016 from The Sapps

Merry Christmas from Todd and Jennifer!
     Greetings to each of you from Todd and me!  We hope you are doing well and enjoying the many blessings God has given us.  We've had a wonderful year full of travel and new adventures.  
     Our year began with a trip to Nebraska to pick up our new truck. We named him Olaf because he's white (like a famous Frozen snowman) and because he's big and strong (like a true Norwegian)! 
In February, Todd and I took a week-long vacation to Puerto Rico! It was a cultural experience full of beautiful sights, tasty new foods, musical Spanish phrases, and meeting lots of intriguing locals. 



     In the spring, Todd and I took a class on how to make lefse! What a treat!  We also attended a retreat in Alexandria.  Later, my mom and I had the amazing experience of hearing Joshua Bell perform on his violin at a small concert hall in southern Minnesota. 

In June Todd and I became Grandparents to a sweet bundle of joy named Jax Robert Sapp.  His parents, James and Jaimee, are wonderful parents.  Their little family brings us much joy.


   In July our dream was fulfilled of taking a trip to Alaska together. We flew into Prince Rupert, British Columbia and used the Marine Highway Ferry System to travel up the Inside Passage.  We spent time in Ketchikan, Petersburg, Juneau, and Skagway, Alaska.  We then flew home from Whitehorse, Yukon.  We saw breath-taking sights, met very friendly people, gazed upon majestic blue glaciers, experienced some of the Alaskan culture, and just overall enjoyed our adventure immensely.      


This fall brought me to my 17th year of teaching and Todd to his 28th year at Remmele.  We enjoyed our annual trip to Albany Pioneer Days and celebrated Todd's birthday with Daniel, James, Jaimee, and Jax (our little punkin').  


        We wish you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy 2017!   
 


Tuesday, June 28, 2016

After Up With People....

Anette and Jen reunited in Germany in 2005.
Up With People ended on June 30th, 1996.  It was a sad, sad time of goodbyes.  My heart still hurts when I think of watching the bus with my European friends in it driving away.  My journal describes how when my best friend left I felt empty.  Completely empty.  Sad times.  I flew home to Minnesota and the next day my parents, grandparents, cousin, and I went on a road trip to Glacier National Park in Montana for a week.  I got over all my jet-lag on that trip and was able to talk and talk and talk and talk to my parents about my last half of my UWP year.  It was a refreshing time.  

I started college that next fall.  It was hard being a freshman surrounded by other freshmen who were homesick and struggling while I was used to traveling the world!  It was hard to connect at first.  Classes were frustrating.  I knew I wanted to be a teacher and I had been doing presentations in classrooms for the past year and now I had to take Political Science and Religion 100 when all I wanted to do was get back into a classroom!  That was tough, but slowly I acclimated to college life.  I made wonderful friends, played in the orchestra, worked with four year olds at a daycare, and was involved with the Christian outreach group.  

I had my first mini reunion at college.  Jill Evenson Abenth came to a Christmas concert one year and I got to see her and show her my UWP scrapbook.  She had graduated from the very college I was attending.  

One summer I spent a weekend with Juli Doudiet Seeger and her family.  We watched UWP videos, told stories, and laughed a lot.  That was a fun time.  We've had a few other reunions with Minnesota folks (Jill, Juli, Latisha Schultz Zochert, and I).  I hope we can have some more reunions soon!

Gavin Flexor attended the same college as me for one year.  He was in the same dorm as some of my good friends.  Small world!  We got together and talked UWP lingo a few times too.

UWP came to my college to do a show one year and I saw Nina Ufer doing the dance for "Confidence."  She was amazing!  It was fun to see a show again and so thrilling to get to show my college friends a little piece of what our year was like!  

Roma Shestakov came to visit me and my family the Thanksgiving of 1997.  It was so good to see him and spend time together.  My whole family loved him!  We even visited his host family and they gave him a ride on their snowmobile!  Years later, when Roma was living in Indianapolis, I had the opportunity to meet up with him and his wonderful wife, Stacey for an evening.  So fun!   
Roma and Jennifer, reunited in Minnesota in 1997.
I thought that Roma may be the only UWP friend to visit my parents' home in Alexandria, but the following summer, Claudia Vos came to spend two weeks with us!  We had such a wonderful time!   We visited state parks and museums and explored Minnesota together.  She taught me a Dutch song and we had tooth brushing parties.  Crazy girl!  Good memories.  So fun!

Claudia and Jenni-Ann, reunited in Minnesota in 1998.
The summer of 1998 I also had a wonderful experience doing a two month tour across North Dakota, Minnesota, and Wisconsin.  My team led Vacation Bible Schools, put on concerts, led youth group events, and led Sunday morning worship.  I gave a message/sermon about my service learning experiences in UWP about eight times that summer!    

Five years after UWP I wrote letters to every single host family I had!  I wrote to them on the day I arrived at their home five years earlier.  I had a form letter to begin, but then I made each letter personal.  I enclosed a recent photo of myself.  I was overwhelmed by how many host families wrote back to me.  It was incredible!

I graduated from college in 2000 and became an elementary education teacher.  My first three years I taught second grade at a small Christian school in southern Minnesota.  I had 10-12 kids each year.  I had my students write letters to MANY of my Up With People friends throughout those three years.  We had such fun learning about Europe and Asia and Africa.  It was so exciting having my UWP friends write letters back to my students.  They treasured those letters.  I treasured those letters!  I photocopied them and still use parts of many of them as I teach about different countries.

The summer of 2003 two of my best friends and I took a three week road trip to Prince Edward Island, Canada.  We stayed with Jill Deri's parents in Ottawa and had lunch with Sophie Matteau in Montreal.  Those UWP connections are so fun!
Sophie and Jen, reunited in Montreal in 2003
After my three years at the Christian school, I moved to central Minnesota (Becker) and have been teaching second grade here ever since.  I love teaching and am thankful for my job and students.  
Mrs. Sapp and her second graders, 2015/2016
I went on a mission trip with my church to Ukraine for two weeks in July of 2005.  Following that mission trip I went to Germany to spend a week with Anette Glaser Schmidtke!   What a wonderful week!  I even got to bond with her sweet daughter, Anna Siri.  We explored Berlin, took a day trip to Poland, and spent time with Anette's parents (whom I had stayed with over UWP's spring break).  I will always treasure my reunion with Anette!  What a special friend!  What a gift!
Anette and Jen, reunited in Germany in 2005.
 In July of 2007 I met the man of my dreams and we were married ten months later.  Todd likes hearing my UWP stories and he has sat through scrapbook viewings numerous times.  
Todd and Jennifer Sapp, May 3rd,  2008.
You can imagine how thrilled I was the first time Todd and I got to attend an UWP show near us.  But, even better was having Todd meet some of my UWP friends.  The summer of 2014 we took a month long road trip along the west coast of the United States.  We spent Fourth of July weekend with Yasuko Endo Jackson and her adorable family in Bend, Oregon.  That was a refreshing, healing, reflective time for me.  The connection and bond I felt with Yasuko was amazing.  And, my husband and I loved getting to know Yasuko's husband and girls!  The time flew by!    
Yasuko and Jennifer, reunited in Oregon in 2014.
After Oregon, we drove south to California and met up with a whole crew of UWP friends!  Monique Dugars Jones hosted a dinner at her home in Folsom.  Andrea Grover and Robbie Rousseau and Dustin Jay Hollingsworth and their families came to join us.  We swapped stories and laughed and talked for hours!  I loved hearing about Andrea and Robbie's wedding and Monique had quite the story about her time in Paris!  It felt good to be together again.  
Jen, Andrea, Dustin, Robbie, Monique, reunited in CA in 2014.
I'm glad my husband could be part of those two reunions in 2014.  I don't know if it's possible for someone outside Cast C 95-96 to truly comprehend our UWP experience, but Todd is getting close!  Todd even bought me a headband to go with my favorite sweater.  The sweater was made by my host mom in Denmark from our UWP year.  I'm thankful for a supportive husband.  We love to travel together and do new things.  One of my favorite things about UWP was that there was something new pretty much every day.  I strive to keep things fresh and new in my life and I seek out new opportunities and experiences whenever I can.

A matching headband for my beloved sweater!
My husband has two boys, James and Daniel.  James and his wife, Jaimee recently had a little boy named Jax, so that makes us Grandma and Grandpa Sapp!  Crazy!  I also have a very special relationship with each of my nieces and nephews.  I love being Auntie Jen!
My nieces and nephews bring me such JOY!
So, there's a little about what Jennifer Iverson Sapp has been up to these past 20 years!  I'm looking forward to future reunions in the years to come.  My husband and I are planning a trip to Alaska and Yukon in the near future and we definitely hope to see Tanya Sage and Wendy Olkjer Clubb!
Wendy and I at Worthington Glacier, near Valdez, Alaska, July of 2017

Tanya and I at a park in Whitehorse, Yukon, August of 2016




  

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Graduations, Weddings, and Funerals....oh my!

My 6 year old niece is graduating from Kindergarten!  
My 18 year old nephew is graduating from high school!  
My step-son and his wife are having a baby!  
My former students are graduating and getting married!
I only have 7.5 days of school left before summer break! 
My husband and I have great things planned. 
Life is FULL of exciting events right now!

But, I want it all to slow down.  
I want to breathe deep and savor each thing.  

I just got home from a funeral.
I am full up with emotion.
Sixty two years this couple was married.  
Then she was gone.
I sat directly behind the one left behind.  
It was touching watching him experience the service.
He was so thankful for the years.  
The memories.  
The love.
The pastor spoke eloquently.
My piano playing went smoothly.
God was glorified.
Why do I feel full up with emotion?
62 years still wasn't enough time.  
I want to make the most of every day I have on this earth.
I don't want to waste a moment... 
with my husband, my parents, my loved ones, my friends....
I want to make a difference in the lives of my students.
I want to live life to the fullest and be fully alive.
I want to shine for Jesus.
And savor each moment.
And breathe deep.

  




Friday, May 13, 2016

My German Homestay with a Professional Violinist

     20 years ago today I was spending a "Career Morning" with my host mom in Paderborn, Germany.  By 8:00 in the morning I was in the music room playing the violin that belonged to my host sister, Eva.  My host mom, Barbara came in at 10:00 to play duets with me.  I will never, ever forget that experience.  We could not talk to each other with words, but we could read the music and both understand the notes and phrasing.  It was powerful!

     Below is an entry I wrote for a writing contest one year later about this experience.  Enjoy:

Staying With a Professional Violinist
By Jennifer Ann Iverson
Written July of 1997

As I patiently waited in line to be given my host family’s name, a low sinking feeling came into my stomach.  This would be home stay #10 in Germany and I had been away from my American home for five months!  Sure life on the road was exciting and sure I had had some neat host families to stay with, but I certainly was exhausted!  It is tough work doing community service projects all day, performing musical shows at night, traveling for hours on a bus, and meeting  a new host family every three days!  I longed to sit down and have something familiar, something that would remind me of home.
As I drew to the front of the line I was handed a card which read, “Barbara Gabrys - a professional violinist!”  I was overjoyed!  How I had missed my dear violin from home.  Perhaps my host mom and I could play together!
When I finally met this exciting host mom/musician, I was thrown aback.  This was the right woman but she spoke NO ENGLISH!  She was from Poland and knew only Polish and German.  I knew English only, but I was determined to communicate with this intriguing person who shared my love of music.
Barbara’s beautiful home was full of pictures of her and her daughter performing on violin together.  I grabbed this opportunity to tell her I too could play.  I flailed my exhausted arms around, pointed my finger and spoke with pleading eyes.  She understood!  Oh hurrah!
Barbara went right to her music room.  I followed behind like a cat awaiting a treat.  Two violins emerged and we played duets together.  We played Telemann, Mozart, Bach, and even a little Gabrys improvisation on some German hymns.  It was amazing!  We could not communicate verbally but music was acting as the international language!  At last, I felt refreshed and revived by the power of music and its bond between peoples.
Host family book entry written by Barbara and translated from German to English by my friend, Anette:

“Dear Jennifer,  It was very refreshing for us to play music with you.  It’s a pity that we couldn’t spend more time together.  The Festival was an experience for us and I hope all people can see you and your message and can practice it.  I wish you all the best for the time with Up With People and afterwards.  Live as you have been on stage with love, happiness, spark, and power.  Lots of love, Barbara and Eva”  May 14th, 1996  

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Twenty Year High School Reunion


My Senior Photo (1995)

My Teaching Photo (2015)

Written in June of 2015:  
     I have my twenty year high school class reunion tomorrow. Twenty years. I’m not the same gal I was twenty years ago. I’ve grown in my faith. I’ve developed a broader global perspective. I’m an experienced teacher.  I am happily married. I’ve become much more comfortable with who I am. So, why do I feel nervous to attend my class reunion? 
      I might be nervous because my ten year reunion was a bit awkward. Once we got over the initial shock of seeing the girls pregnant and the guys going bald, it was rather nice having conversations with people I hadn't seen in years. Unfortunately, people stood around in their same little circles with the same cliques. Athletes. Musicians. Smokers. Debaters. Gamers. Beauty queens. Farmers. I remember "breaking into" one of the circles where I didn’t “belong” to talk with a gal who had attended my eighth birthday party. She’d always been nice to me (even if we ran in different crowds). The rest of the circle literally turned their backs to us as we visited. There were additional disappointments and surprises that night that left me feeling disheartened and determined to never attend another class reunion. 
      But, time heals such wounds and here I am all registered and ready for tomorrow night. I’ve got my outfit picked out and I’ve reviewed faces in my yearbook to help me remember names. My husband has agreed to attend with me. There is a dinner and a dance, so we’ll have a fun evening out together. We recently attended his thirty year class reunion and had a wonderful time connecting with people. I’ve warned him that I graduated with four times as many classmates, so it won’t be the same. He’s keeping an open mind. 
      I’m keeping an open mind too. After all, this isn’t about me. My classmates and I have shared experiences and memories. We’re adults now. We contribute to society. I teach kids who are exactly like theirs. I do parent teacher conferences with adults who are just like them. Athletes. Musicians. Smokers. Debaters. Gamers. Beauty queens. Farmers. 
      There are going to be people there tomorrow night who don’t know the Lord. Some were friends of mine once upon a time. That friend from my sixth grade class. That girl who was in orchestra with me. That person who worked on the yearbook with me. That guy who sang in choir with me. That kid who was confirmed the same year as me. That classmate who was friends with the student who committed suicide. I wish I could take time to sit down in a quiet corner with each one and hear their stories. I wish I could share with them the hope and joy I have found in knowing the Lord. He is the answer to life’s hard things. He is good and He is faithful. He cares about every single soul who will be there tomorrow night. My prayer is that my classmates can see Jesus in me. I hope to have a great time at the reunion, but in addition, I am hoping that God uses me to encourage someone and draw someone closer to Him. 
    

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Wonderful, Wonderful Copenhagen

     "This is the best day ever!” Ramona shouts as she jumps through the gigantic hole on the side of her house made by construction workers who are putting a new room on the Quimbys’ home.  I love the enthusiastic way Ramona exclaims that line in the movie, Beezus and Ramona.  I have lots of “best day ever” moments that flash through my own mind…..like the day my husband proposed to me and the day I asked Jesus into my heart and the day I gave my senior recital… and the day I was a rebel in Copenhagen!  Intrigued?  Jennifer Sapp, a rebel?  Yup!  
Twenty years ago I was traveling in the Up With People organization with 150 other students from 26 different countries.  We stayed with host families, did community learning activities and performed a show about peace and understanding among nations.  We traveled in busses and usually stayed in one city for only three or four days before moving on.  Our tour included the United States and Canada for 8 months, Venezuela for 3 weeks, Sweden and Denmark for a month, Germany for a month, and Portugal for a month.  Our year began in July of 1995 and ended in July of 1996.  So, 20 years ago on May 4th, 1996 I was loving every moment of being in Europe.  During lunch breaks I’d take walks to see the sights.  On free days I took tons of photos.  I asked my host families question after question about life in Europe.  I didn’t want to miss a thing!
As a child I loved old, happy, endearing musicals.  One of my favorites was Hans Christian Andersen by MGM Pictures starring Danny Kaye.  Some of my favorite songs from the production included The Ugly Duckling, Thumbelina, and Wonderful, Wonderful Copenhagen.  As a girl, I imagined myself visiting Copenhagen one day.  When I learned that my cast would be in Denmark for part of our tour, my hopes of getting to Copenhagen rose.  “Wonderful Copenhagen, Wonderful Copenhagen, friendly old girl of a town!”  

So, when my host family In Slagelse, Denmark offered to drop me off in Copenhagen on the Saturday of our stay I jumped at the chance!  But, it meant I had to tell a lie to the staff.  I had to call in sick… without really being sick.  That was a very hard phone call to make.  I’d never done such a thing.  I knew plenty of people in Up With People who called in sick (and really weren’t) all the time.  For that matter, I knew plenty of people who showed up for a day in Up With People but never lifted a finger to help with anything….they’d go hang out at a park for three hours until all the work was done.  The staff never did anything about those people so I decided I was justified.  Besides, Copenhagen!?!  Seize The Day!  When would I ever have an opportunity like this again?  I was ready to fulfill a dream!
May 4th, 1996 was an overcast, rainy day in Copenhagen, Denmark.  But, to Jennifer Ann Iverson, it was a sunshiny, beautiful, glorious day!  I distinctly remember that the song, “Blue Skies” was in my head the ENTIRE DAY!  I may have even burst into song out loud a few times as I practically skipped along those cobblestone streets.  “Blue skies smiling at me.  Nothing but blue skies do I see.  Never saw the sun shining so bright.  Never saw things going so right….”
My journal from that day tells of the impressive sights I saw.  The Queens Royal Palace with guards in red and a big statue and fountain in front took my breath away.  My heart was racing as I strolled around the famous, colorful street along the harbor.  The Little Mermaid statue was lovely.  Tivoli Park was enchanting.    
All the people I met were very kind.  I asked strangers to take my picture or to help me decipher my map.  One Dane suggested I take a city train from the Little Mermaid Statue to Tivoli Gardens instead of walking that long distance a second time.  I met a jolly train conductor who seemed delighted to help me find the correct train to Tivoli.  He even rode the train and made sure I got off correctly!  Everyone spoke beautiful English and didn’t seem to mind talking to an American tourist at all.  
Other than that short train ride I walked all day.  All.  Day.  I even ate my bag lunch as I walked around.  I was a determined tourist who wanted to see it all.  But, I was also a happy girl on “Holiday” in an enchanting place fulfilling a dream.  I remember buying ice cream for myself at one point in the day and purposefully savoring the moment as I savored the treat.
I’m thankful for that day 20 years ago.  I enjoyed my own company.  I sensed that God gave me that day as a gift.  I felt peaceful and content.  I enjoyed a break from the stresses and drama of the Up With People world.  I felt refreshed by the adventure of it all.  It was a selfish day, a rebellious day, and a day worthy of being in the “best day ever!” category.