My emotions have been up, down, sideways - all over the place this past week. One moment I'm smiling and enjoying watching my grandson Seth sing with enthusiasm at his school Christmas concert, and the next moment I'm tearing up over the thought of how much I will MISS my 3 grandboys.
And I will miss them. But even more than my 3 treasures, I know I will miss Marty (my husband of 30 years). Even as I write this, the tears threaten to spill out onto my laptop. We're practically joined at the hip these days: most nights I stay up until he gets off work, going to sleep when he does. We truly are each other's best friends. I don't know how I'm going to get through 6 months and 20 days without him - but God knows. He knows.
The grand adventure awaits.
On our first trip to Thailand we brought a hundred rolls of toilet paper because someone said "You can't get it there." We should have put 2 and 2 together and figured out there are twice as many bums in Thailand as there are in Canada, so either they have toilet paper there or they don't need it there - as it turns out, not needed. We could write a book on missions misconceptions. The things we really sacrifice are not the comforts and conveniences of Canada, but our families and friends. And those grandkids are a big one. So here's the two things you have to pack for Malawi: your favourite music, photos, etc in your iPad (as they will become your oasis) and Skype, also in your iPad (but don't Skype too much because it will make you homesick).
ReplyDeleteAl, thanks so much for the packing tips. Music is my BIG thing as you know: my comfort, inspiration, all sorts of things. Yes, we'll Skype. I have thought about whether it'd make it harder for me (and/or for my grandboys)--seeing each other but not being together.
ReplyDeleteI've printed some old photos of Uncle Norman to give to my aunt. And, one large photo of Marty's smiling face.