Today is a day of reflection! Five years ago, August 7th, we arrived in this new country for the first time. Max was ten months old, Ella was 5, Stevie and I were about 26. Or something like that. 🙂
Our friends, Darrell and Cheryl, picked us up and we stayed at their house for one night. I remember waking up the next day and Ella had been awake for a while barfing. Cheryl had her on the couch and somehow little Ella was still happy and excited to see our new home (adventure ran deep in Ella’s veins even then).
They drove us to Bardo- our new home. Our house was pleasantly surprising! A perfect fit for us.
The next few weeks were filled with one adventure after another. Wait, what? Actually, the past five years have been that way.
Right now I am currently sitting in the same living room. Now our fingerprints are all throughout this place, my pictures have been hung and re-hung; the furniture arranged and re-arranged. Visitors have come and gone time and time again. We’ve spent numerous birthdays, Christmases, and summers here. How in the heck has this place become some familiar?! It’s home now almost just as much as little old Wilmore.
So, today I’m kind of just amazed and a little freaked out and also rejoicing. He has walked me into a foreign place and watched me relax into this place and now we call it home. Wow!
Disclaimer- Don’t get me wrong- some days I still say, “thanks for this adventure, God, but I’d like to go back to Beavercreek now!”