Life with an eighteen month old is a learning process. When you add in the reality that you're in a foreign land it increases the difficulty of finding your routine (I know some of you are warning that there is no such thing as "a routine" when it comes to small children, but you know what I mean). It is hard to get into a rhythm when you can't cook your own food, when your living room is your bedroom, and when you don't feel totally comfortable going outside.
We know that this is a blessed time. All of our other responsiblities have been suspended. Right now, our only job is parenting this beautiful gift from God. We are about a week from coming home, and we know that the rhythm we have been able to work out will be turned upside down, and we will again begin the process of finding our rhythm.
We are looking forward to getting home and beginning the "normal" life. This time is, and always will be, a precious time, a time which we as a family will always cherish. We are greatful to the Lord for the prayers and support of our family and friends, we are thankful to the Lord for the church granting me this time off, and for the School Board giving us the time to be here.
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