All loved-up in London!!!

By reading my title some of you might think that this is a typical love story, so I challenge you to read on…

It all started about 14 months ago, I had just had my heart broken in a country that I don’t call home. When a girl I worked with invited to a concert at the Apollo Theater in Hammersmith, to see a band that I have never heard off. Wel, during this concert I remember thinking several times that this is not really my kind off music,… That was until I met the most amazing group of friends!!!

And now months later they have absolutely changed my life… This amazing group off friends has helped my out of bad living arrangement and financial situations. They went with me to conference’s and church on Sunday, they’ve invited me to brunches, lunches and dinners. We’ve shared birthday parties in clubs, pubs and spent summer day’s having picnics in every park in London. Some of us enjoyed the pain exercising together, but we all loved going ice-skating, bowling or just watching rugby together. We’ve had movie-nights, game-nights, girls- nights and loads of sleep over's. But best of all, we’ve had life together and I feel truly blessed to have met these people that come from all over the world.

But the time has come to leave London and my heart is braking. How do you say good-bye to what can only be called a God-given-family?