“Every time I thought I was being rejected from something
good, I was actually being redirected to something better.” –Dr. Steve Maraboli
I woke up this morning with a strange feeling. For the first time in my life I was not in
the United States for a major holiday. I
wanted to text all of my friends to wish them a Happy Thanksgiving, but being 6
hours ahead and it only being 5 am back at home, I relaxed in my room until it
was time to go to lunch. I walked to
Simon’s (our lunch sponsor) like I do every day, and was greeted by the chef
who has grown fond of my Polish roommates and me. He asked what I wanted from the lunch menu after
translating it from Swedish to English, and I said that I would take the
chicken because it’s my favorite. He
gave me a big smile and shortly after, he came to my table with twice the
amount of food he should have. He is
such a sweet guy, and I’m really thankful that he welcomes me with open arms
into his restaurant each day.
After lunch, I headed to Espresso House in town which has
become a part of my daily routine. It’s
kind of a joke with my team how much I go there. They know that I am either in my apartment or
at Espresso House, and if they ever need me they know where to find me. The sun was shining, which doesn’t seem to
happen much in Angelholm, Sweden. Gray
skies and rain are the norm here. I
finished up some notes, watched Netflix, and figured out how I was going to
make my sweet potato dish for the Thanksgiving dinner I decided to host at my
apartment. When I came up with the idea
of bringing an American tradition to my Swedish team, they were more than
willing to join. Everyone decided what
they would bring and we made sure that there was enough salad, main dishes, and
desserts.
My teammate Kim found me at Espresso House and we went
grocery shopping down the street at ICA.
She was planning on making pumpkin pie.
After searching for pumpkins and sweet potatoes, we panicked a little
because we couldn’t find either of these things. Kim called Evelina to see if we could find a
ride to a different grocery store, when I looked down and saw sweet potatoes
AND pumpkins right in front of me. After
paying for our groceries and answering an elderly Swedish woman’s questions
about what we were buying, Kim and I headed back to my apartment. As we were walking back, I started to get
more and more excited about dinner, especially when I walked in the apartment
and Marza and Basia were almost done making a cake. Their desserts are always amazing.
Kim and I started working on our dishes. After baking the sweet potatoes, mashing them
for a little over an hour, and adding butter and cinnamon, I was ready for my
teammates to arrive. Dinner was supposed
to start at 7, but we didn’t eat until around 8:00 because some girls were
finishing their cooking in the kitchen.
Once everyone was ready, we grabbed our plates and got started. Everything looked wonderful! We didn’t have a turkey, but we did have
chicken and, of course, Swedish meatballs.
Some of the girls asked me if I normally pray before Thanksgiving dinner like they do in the American movies. Most of the girls already know that I pray before every meal anyway; a few of them kept hinting for me to say a prayer until I finally gave in. I hate that I get so nervous praying out loud with a group of people; I need to work on being more comfortable doing this. As we sat there with our eyes closed, holding hands, I began to pray. I thanked the Lord for giving me the opportunity to play volleyball in a different country. I thanked Him for allowing me to have Thanksgiving dinner with my teammates in Sweden even though I wasn’t able to be with my friends and family from back home. When I brought up my family, I started to get choked up. It’s not easy being away from the familiarity of the United States for such a long time.
Some of the girls asked me if I normally pray before Thanksgiving dinner like they do in the American movies. Most of the girls already know that I pray before every meal anyway; a few of them kept hinting for me to say a prayer until I finally gave in. I hate that I get so nervous praying out loud with a group of people; I need to work on being more comfortable doing this. As we sat there with our eyes closed, holding hands, I began to pray. I thanked the Lord for giving me the opportunity to play volleyball in a different country. I thanked Him for allowing me to have Thanksgiving dinner with my teammates in Sweden even though I wasn’t able to be with my friends and family from back home. When I brought up my family, I started to get choked up. It’s not easy being away from the familiarity of the United States for such a long time.
As I started to tear up, my teammate Evelina squeezed my
hand. That right there showed me that
even though my family isn’t in Sweden, and even though my friends from home
aren’t here with me, I have a new family and new friends in a different
country, and they love me too. How lucky
am I to have my 12 teammates willingly join me at my apartment so that I didn’t
have to be alone on this holiday? These
girls are truly like sisters to me. Whether
we are from the United States, Poland, or Sweden, we learn so much from each
other. Some of my teammates are older
than me, some the same age, and others younger.
I listen to their experiences and try to learn from each one of them. We all have different stories, and that is
what’s so cool about this whole experience.
Whether my teammates are giving me Swedish lessons or asking me
questions about my life back in the United States, we continue to grow and
learn from one another. I wasn’t
homesick at all by the time everyone left.
I felt like I truly do belong here and that my teammates have my
back. They have from the moment I joined
this team, and I couldn’t be more thankful for them. John 15:12-13 says, “This is My command: love
one another as I have loved you. No one
has greater love than this, that someone would lay down his life for his
friends.”
As we went around in a circle and said what we are thankful
for, I realized that I could have said about 100 things and it still wouldn’t
have been enough to say all of the things I am thankful for in my life. After Skyping with my mom and dad who were at
my aunt’s house for dinner, I was actually okay with being so far away from
them. I could still join them via modern
technology and have a unique experience of my own at the same time. I even got to play a game with my youngest
cousin who I haven’t been able to see that much over the years due to school
and volleyball. He loved me anyway and
kept playing that game with me (or maybe he just liked seeing himself on the
computer screen…). Seeing my parents,
aunts, uncles, and cousins all together at once made me extremely happy. They are crazy and that’s what is so special about
them. There’s never a dull moment in our
family, that’s for sure.
I think we used every single dish, glass, and piece of
silverware in our apartment, because it took me almost 2 hours to do the dishes
and clean up the apartment. After
treating myself to yet another piece of pumpkin pie, I am now lying in bed
writing this message. I’m so overwhelmed
with joy that it is hard for me to even process some of my thoughts right now.
What I do know is that I am blessed more than I could
possibly imagine. I am thankful for my family,
my friends, my teammates in Sweden, my former teammates at Clemson, Mentor High
School, Eastside, and Cleveland Volleyball Company, my coaches, my teachers,
getting out of the dark place I was in my life less than a year ago because I
found Jesus, and FCA volleyball. I’m
thankful for all the hardships I’ve endured in life because they have helped me
to become a better person. I’m thankful
for being able to play volleyball and for appreciating music and performing
arts as much as I do. I’m thankful for
all the alone time I get in Sweden; it helps me find out who I am and who I am
meant to be. God’s timing is perfect; it
always was perfect and it always will be perfect. We don’t always know why we are put in
certain situations, but that’s not really our job to figure out. Eleanor Roosevelt once said that “You have to
accept whatever comes, and the only important thing is that you meet it with
the best you have to give.”
Yes, I would have liked to have been with my family today,
but at the same time, I wouldn’t have traded Thanksgiving in Sweden for
anything. Helen Keller said, “Your
success and happiness lies in you.
Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible
host against difficulties.” No one can
bring me down. I am strong, I am happy,
and no matter what happens, I always have God by my side.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE <3