Day 6 May 3

"The Missing Day"
Today seemed to be the day when all the kids were hit with the homesick bug. There were tears shed, moaning about how LONG this is going to take, and some blatant misbehavior by one little cutie pie that was very trying. So, it's been a day of talking about how we get through this with hope and even joy, instead of moaning and complaining. 
I already see God working in our lives here. Amara has overcome some pretty major fears that were crippling her joy. That's amazing! She has had to face them and overcome them - and now has more freedom to enjoy the outdoors than she has in years. Giselle told me about how she often feels unloved by me - and so now we have a foundation in which to build on - and I have lots of time in which to do that. 
Kylar might or might not have been told by his teacher that he ranks up there with some of the most gifted of her students. ðŸ˜€ He is loving his classes, but missing home in the free time. 
Except me... besides missing Darren (of course!), I'm actually doing fine so far. I know it's all your prayers for me. I am enjoying having some down time and more time to do things with the girls that I usually don't. Consistent reading lessons, learning more about sea life, and just being more present. The Spirograph was the surprise I pulled out for them today and it was a big hit. I also love seeing how creative the girls are with playing in this small space with few toys. They don't really even play with the toys we brought! 
Tomorrow the sun should grace us with its presence so we will go explore a different beach. It will be good to get out and hopefully the ocean will help heal some of the homesick bugs for a time.

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