This is the face of how Hannah and I feel about May. It’s a no good terrible rotten time. Too much change, too many goodbyes, beginning a love hate/relationship with skype. But that is the life we lead, it is the nature of the expat/missionary life. When you venture to a place far away from the home and people you grew up with the world suddenly becomes a much bigger place. You can’t unmeet people and forget that life is going on without you in each new place anymore than you can forget that life goes on in the place you grew up, went to school, church etc. Sometimes I’m like whhhhy did I open that door? I cannot shove it shut! I cannot forget you people! But then I recognize that it’s only such a painful experience because it’s such a great experience. In the end, your world gets smaller because your friends begin to populate the areas between you and the people you love that are furthest from you. I could just play hopscotch across the globe and find pieces of my heart that were stolen from me (okay okay, I gave them willingly). Anyway, you get the idea.
For the last 3 years I have missed graduation. I think I preferred it that way. It used to be that I didn’t know very many kids in this class. This was supposed to be my EASY class. But then, the little weaselly beasts planted themselves in my office and refused to leave (okay, okay, I willingly allowed them to plant themselves). They created CrysMiss time, dragged me to Corregidor a billion times (okay, okay, I went willingly), auditioned for my play, and named various parts of my office. (They name everything. They are weird I tell you.) I’m learning to come to terms with the fact that the longer I stay here, the more invested the relationships get, the harder the leaving part is. Not that it’s a new concept, but getting used to doing it so frequently… well I don’t think you really get used to it. Nor do I want to, if it were easy then there’s another issue isn’t there? This must be [a fraction of] what parents fee like. #goawaymay
This is the first summer since moving to the Philippines that I haven’t returned home to Ohio to work at Beulah. It’ll be the first time in 23 years I’ve missed a summer. So, I guess you could say this was as much my commencement as it was the class of 2014. After all, isn’t that what commencement is? Moving forward to a new chapter of life?
Speaking of moving… haha, see what I did there? After living with a friend in a house in a subdivision near Faith for 4 years I have moved to a house right at the gate of Faith to perpetuate my work-aholism. Jk, I keep weird hours and it makes life a lot easier to be so close. I’m not sure if I’ll have a roommate. There is a second bedroom and it’s plenty big enough but my schedule can be kind of crazy and teenagers follow me around so we’ll see if the Lord provides someone who can love my world enough to live in it. :o)
Maybe someday I’ll make a new post to show you my new house since you know I’ve only ever showed you empty room pictures of my old one. Hehe. Oopsie.
The rest of my summer (which is almost over already) will consist of settling in, getting ready for school to start, trying to stay calm about school coming so soon, and probably killing ants. Now, I must go do some more of that settling I was speaking about.
