Losing my purse and then having it brought back to me the previous day had put me on an emotional roller coaster. I spent most of the rest of the next day pondering or trying to digest what I had experienced.
The "Christmas" didn't do much for me even though the members were welcoming. Later in the day I went to an English speaking service, which I felt like I got more out of. Was this a step backward in my search for the true meaning of Christmas?