Saturday, September 14, 2013

Mail for Melanie

        On Thursday when I came home early there was a FedEx envelope waiting for me on the doorstep, and I hadn't a clue what it was and why it was for me. Unfortunately, it was a letter telling me that my care package from my parents was stuck in customs and that they could not get hold of me - they hadn't actually tried to ring me. I knew that my parcel was stuck as my parents had got an email with customs forms attached that needed to be filled in, before the parcel could be finally sent up to me. We rang them and spoke to the man who had sent me the letter, and he sent us more forms to be filled in, which is a pain, but he was able to delay the parcel being sent back! Which will hopefully give us that little extra time to find out all the information we need and actually keep the parcel in America.
        This wasn't exactly how we had planned it, as sending the parcel seemed quite simple, but sadly they think they we are going to be selling the items in it - which is complete rubbish, why would I want to sell my new glasses and contact lenses?! They didn't understand that it was for personal use, but I accept that they have their jobs to do and don't mean to make a fuss of everything.

        I also had another envelope sitting on the side, this time a hand written one - as soon as I saw it I knew exactly who it was from and felt a happiness inside of me. I haven't seen Hannah since she left for Camp America in June and that is probably the longest time I haven't seen her for! I wasn't sure whether to open the card or not, as it could be a birthday card. I opened it anyway, and it wasn't at all a birthday card, but a gorgeous card with a lovely essay saying how proud she is of me, how brave I am and that I can overcome anything in my path.
        She also included two Bible verses which I can always relate to and always make me feel so incredibly loved by God and my family and friends. Having a friend like her is so so important to me, and I can't thank her enough for always being there for me.




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