Two years ago, I was laying in bed next to my husband of 8 days. I couldn’t sleep; I was so anxious. We had quit our jobs, sold our cars, left our apartment, and pack our life into 9 bags. We were moving to Europe the next morning.
I remember laying there and praying to try and calm my nerves. I specifically remember praying for a few things in particular. First, that we would stay safe on our travels and during our time abroad. Second, that Nasko would find a job and a football team right away. Third, that I would be able to truly connect with the girls on my team and build lasting valuable relationships. Fourth, that I wouldn’t suck at volleyball. And fifth, that we would have clear opportunities to talk about Jesus and share our faith and the love of God to the people around us.
Two years our our life have been in Germany. The entirety of our married life has been in Germany. Germany has been our home. It wasn’t just to simply pass through. It was a place we learned and grew and invested. It’s a place I will miss dearly.
To the kids I coached, thank you. Thank you for putting up with my German. Thank you for having a learning mentality to a different style of volleyball. Thank you for befriending me. Thank you for teaching me the German volleyball system. Thank you for all of your hard work. Y’all have changed the way I view coaching and the sport I love.
To the kids I taught in school, thank you! Thank you for learning my language. Thank you for letting me pick your brains about politics, religion, morality, and lifestyle. Thank you for your honesty and transparency when talking about the difficult topics of our world. Thank you for allowing me to be my casual self in the classroom.
To the club, VCO, thank you! Thank you for the opportunity. Thank you for the support. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for inviting me into the NWH and making me feel welcome and wanted!
To each and every one of the girls I’ve had the pleasure of calling “teammate”, thank you so much. Thank you for all of the coffees, meals, ice creams, workouts, trainings, bus rides, games, and memories. Thank you for putting up with all of the pranks. Thank you for being rockstars at English. Thank you for the conversations I will value for the rest of my life. Thank you for opening your lives and allowing me to see the beauty of Germany through you.
To family Reinbold, thank you isn’t strong enough. Thank you for being there whenever we needed you. Thank you for all of the food and fellowship evening after evening, holiday after holiday. Thank you for supporting us and coming to all of our games. Thank you for praying with us. Thank you for inviting us into your lives and the lives of your family. Thank you for falling into the role of “our German family” so wonderfully.
I’m laying here now, next to my husband of two years. I can say confidently; God answered the prayers I prayed that night. We have stayed safe and healthy. Nasko was employed and playing football the entire two years. I connected with the girls on my teams deeper than I ever could have hoped. I didn’t suck at volleyball. And we had countless conversations with people about faith, belief, the purpose of life, the Bible, God and His son Jesus.
Our time in Europe is over for now. It’s never a goodbye but always a see you later. It feels like so much has changed as these two years flew by. But a few things remain the same; I’m laying next to the man that I love and praying to the God who never fails.