... at least my parents do!

In some ways they don‘t know what they are going to get, when they move to Belfast. They know that I will be there some time, but even that is like a box of chocolates.

The good thing is, that God is choosing the chocolates for our lives. Maybe they sometimes taste bitter in the beginning, but later you can get much more out of them. (Even more than love handles.)

 

This blog is going to be for all those, who want to read about these boxes of chocolates that will pass through my life, and the life of my parents.

You are welcome to partake of them.

 

lots of love

“the unnamed baby”