Remember in Five Minutes

It’s Friday, and I have five-minutes. So I’m joining Lisa-Jo’s party. You should come, too.

Today’s Prompt: Remember

I just walked into my bedroom and smelled Europe outside.

The scent of a foreign city and its impending excitement that hides behind every hundred-year-old building. Lurks inside each cigarette-smoke-filled waft of the air outside the Woolworth and the Oskar restaurant. The aroma of unknown that waits to be found out as I walk through the streets and pass the people with their dogs, just living in Europe.

I forgot.

Because I am now one of them — those who live in Europe. It’s why we said yes to this year abroad. So we could know the living and the God-trusting and the stripping of everything we didn’t know hindered us from really, truly surrendering to His way and His life. Also, we wanted the fresh excitement of living where we don’t already know.

But today I remember.