are we weird?

Last year today we were in Oman. I was trying to soak in all that I saw the couple nights before as we traveled through Ethiopia. All that my children were seeing. There was slave trading going on right before our eyes. I am remembering my children helping these ladies with their seat belts on the plane and for helping to open their silverware before they ate. and for them showing them how to get comfortable by laying their heads on the tray that pulls down for your meal. I think if i began to write all of the feelings i was feeling at the time this would be a really long post. This is not about that now. It's about the life we now have in the US.

Life has been on a fast track since we left. Boy that was a huge move. Lots of transition and lots of good and bad days. I miss my life terribly as a missionary. However I am thankful we had the 6 years that we did. Our lives will forever be changed. For the good. For the best.

There will always be a part of me that will miss living outside of the US. I think it would probably be strange if I didn't think about it often. I do, I think about it probably 5 out of 7 days a week. I am sure one day it will become less and less but its always on my mind.

our house is filled with memories of Africa, Oman, Hong Kong and other countries that we were able to live in and visit. I think around 20+ countries. yes we are different. yes we are weird sometimes but it's who we are. it's who my kids are. I know that my kids are different. life was different for them the majority of their childhood. most say they are mature because of the experiences and life they had but there are those others who don't understand and probably won't ever. they treat my kids different and that's okay they just don't understand. some give grace and others don't. that's okay! we used to talk about how we would come home (to the states) before we got too weird. ha. not sure if that happened.

God has been good to us over the last year but we could always use your prayers. pray that we continue to give grace to others as grace has been given to us.

remember I love all y'all and don't forget…. everyone is different..