David and I have been here for three weeks now, and I am officially homesick. It hit me pretty hard this weekend, and I find myself spilling tears quite easily. I miss Mike. I miss home. I miss my kitchen (did I really just say that?). I miss my coffee maker. I miss English. I miss my car. I miss using U.S. currency and a debit card (mine will only work at an ATM, not for purchases). I'm tired of keeping track of so much cash for so many different things, especially in a different currency. I miss my TV that only has a few channels to choose from. All the channels available here just cause problems. I miss Mike. (I already said that, didn't I?). I think the only things I don't find myself missing are the Texas heat and being awoken at 4 a.m. by my dogs. I know how badly I wanted to be here, but now that we have Juan David, we're all just ready to be home.
Our upcoming little trip this week has actually caused me quite a bit of stress--over the timing, the finances involved, and just the planning part of it all (which I haven't really been a part of--we're just going along with what our friends have planned). It made me wonder if we were even supposed to go, yet I knew I would always regret it if we didn't. Then it hit me just a little bit ago that it is our gift to Juan David and Julian to be able to spend a week of vacation together. If we were not going, Julian would not have taken off work, and we might only have been able to see him one or two more times before leaving. I believe very strongly in the bond they have as brothers, and I don't ever want them to lose it. I hope it will be a memorable time for them, as well as for me and David.
- I am a wife, daughter, mother, bilingual teacher, poet, author, women's Bible study teacher, world traveler, orphan advocate, and an adoptive mother. Our adoption journey has been filled with a lot of hurt and loss, along with even more hope, grace, and healing. Through it we have experienced more of God than we ever bargained for and have watched Him miraculously redeem our story when we surrendered all the broken pieces to Him.