On Sunday, we got up rather early in order to drive to my home village. As you can see in the pictures below, I had to wear my glasses during the last few days because I lost my contacts. Since contacts are much more affordable in Germany, we had ordered some and had them sent to my parents. So, we decided to take a trip and spent half of our Sunday in the car... (thanks again to my lovely husband who went with me without being grouchy). The fantastic thing is that even just sitting in the car for 5 hours on a BEAUTIFUL, sunny, hot Sunday is nothing but fun when Andreas and I are together. These little things show me over and over again how lucky we are.
We didn't tell my parents that we were going to visit them, so they were quite surprised. Thankfully my brother wasn't there, so we could really enjoy the short amount of time with them.
When we came home, we were almost starving and prepared our thitherto most delicious meal:
Salmon steaks, mashed patotoes with truffle oil and sautéed mushrooms (I have never eaten them before, without being forced) and peppers in cream sauce. Everything was topped with fresh truffles.
Ready to go!
They better be good.
The taste of this truffle was better than I could ever describe.
Hmmm, peppers and hmmm garlic.
Maître d'Anne
The truffle oil gave the mashed patotoes the perfect flavor.
Putting the finishing touches to it.
The picture of the finished sauce just did not want to be uploaded tonight. So, stay tuned.
A year ago today I flew back home from LA after I watched the series finale with my fellow LOST friends at the Orpheum theater. I left the city of angels taking with me a multitude of memories, laughter, tears, melancholy, new found friends and a heart full with gratitude and bliss.
A year ago today, I had no idea what was going to happen, how my life was about to change. I had no idea that only 5 days later I would write an email to a guy called Andreas. I had no idea that only 8 days later I would call this guy for the very first time, talking to him for hours and hours as if we’d known each other forever. I had no idea that only 10 days later I would travel to Zürich to meet Andreas for the very first time, that I would move in with him only 13 days later and that I would get engaged mere 16 days after this incredible event in LA.
And even though I had no idea what exactly was about to happen, I knew that a new phase, a new chapter of my life was about to begin.
I remember sitting on the plane alternately laughing and crying listening to the final episode of The Transmission over and over again.
At the beginning of the series LOST, I was more lost than each and every single one of our beloved characters. Looking at my current situation, it would appear that I am now just as lost as I was back then, but I will have to disagree.
I have been found in so many ways.
I have been found by my husband, by love, by a bit more confidence, by acceptance, by the courage to fight, by the strength to let go.
There is one thing I will never let go off, though. I will never let go of my friends. Not ever. LOST has changed my life (and I am sure that you have read this sentence so many times in connection with this series that you are getting sick of it; but, what can I say?!, it is the truth!) for ever and I will eternally be grateful for all the chances, all the changes, all the friendships, all the trips, all the hours and hours of podcasts, all the new dimensions, all the new universes, all the new experiences that LOST has given to me. LOST has taken me to Kentucky, to Raleigh, to NYC, to LA and to Hawai’i. LOST has opened the world of social media to me and with that, it has given me an idea of what I want to do in life.
And, in the end, LOST has paved the road for the marriage that I am now blessed with.
