Changes to our family...

Here's the latest Trenerowski update...

Sam Graduated...

We all went out and celebrated this event. He'll be attending Law School in the fall... I'd love to be following him there someday!

However, I've officially declared that he can't go back to school until he learns to take a decent "jumping" picture. I think that Michal should give him lessons...

We have a new addition to our family... It is a beauty... and I LOVE IT!!!

Michal is currently learning how to play a Sonata by Mozart. He's almost got the first page down. He's doing a great job, I try to help him, but he refuses my help. He says he is a self-learner. I am polishing up Liebestraum by Franz Liszt for my Great-Grandmothers 100th Birthday party next month. Hopefully it will be up to par by then.

Last, but not least... the biggest shocker of all...

I cut my hair off! I cut 9 inches off in October... and forgot about getting another haircut until recently. So what the heck... I took off another 9 inches to match it. I love it... I lost about a pound and a half of hair. Can you believe it? My head feels so light now. I think that the person cutting it did a fabulous job! Maybe I'll experiment with some new styles during the summer. Any suggestions? Michal's already got me set up for another appointment tomorrow to put some highlights into it... That should be fun. I've never "highlighted" my hair before. Hopefully it looks okay.

Changes are always fun! I can't wait to see what the next changes in store for us are!

Oops...

On Sunday Michal was so nice to take the trash out before my brothers came over to eat Crepes with us. However, he didn't get far... When he went down the stairs the paper bag ripped and our garbage ended up all down the stairs. I could do anything but laugh and laugh and laugh... and take some pictures of course.

Then on Monday, I was replacing the Ink Cartridge in our printer. It decided to spit up on me. Luckily, none got on my clothes or anywhere else. However, all I could do was laugh and laugh and laugh. But after about a half hour of scrubbing, I wasn't laughing anymore, because this is what my hands looked like...

I called my dad and told him that I needed a chemistry major to help me get the ink out. Wanna hear the response I got? "Good luck!" Then he told me to soak it in Bleach. 15 seconds of bleach on the hands and no more ink. I was so glad it worked.

I seriously think that I should have a blog just for all the "oops" things that I do!

This is what this weekend reminded me of...

Three years ago I was in the Holy Land for Easter. It is a sacred time for both Jews and Christians.

Jews celebrate passover, a time when the angel of death "passed over" those homes which had lamb's blood adorning the entrance to their homes. This was to seperate God's chosen people from the others living among them. In Jerusalem during this time the Kotel (area where the western/wailing wall is located) is packed with people coming from afar to celebrate and take part in the many festivities.

The Garden of Gethsemanae

Christians celebrate Easter a time where the Savior of the world was crucified and on the third day rose from the dead.

The Garden Tomb

Both are celebrations in which are so sacred and important, however... this area still remains an area of little or no peace. Turmoil is always present. Being there taught me more than I can ever express about love. Love that God has for me, and Love that God has for all people. I have never felt so much love in my entire life than the time when I went to the Garden of Gethsemanae for the first time. I was so overcome with the Spirit and have never in my life felt it as powerful as I did at this moment. It was a true testimony to me of the sacrifice of the Savior and all that he has done for me. It was an experience I will never forget, and one which broadened my understanding of the atonement. To that I am extremely grateful. I also felt so much love there when I was at midnight mass in the Church of the Holy Sepluchre. Just prior to midnight, on the eve of Easter, their is a large, massive crowd at this Church. Here I was shown so much love as one of the cardinals of the Holy Roman Catholic Church gave my friend, Krystyna, and I candles to walk in the procession with them. We followed behind several archbishops, cardinals, priests, and nuns. And it was an experience that I will never forget. Following the procession, just after mid-night everyone cheers and chants how Christ has risen. Every person within those walls embraces you. I didn't feel like it was an embrace passed down from tradition, but rather one to show me of their love and gratitude for the resurrection of Jesus Christ. I was brought to tears as I shared a common belief with all the strangers there. We all were brothers and sisters, we all believed in Jesus Christ, and we all were showing love to our fellow men. It was a beautiful experience!

I am grateful I was there during this sacred time and that I am able to share my experiences with others.