Adjusting to Home

I had full intentions of writing several days ago, but time always seemed to get away from me. We have been home for three and a half weeks, but it feels more like three and a half months. Life is so much busier here. Plus the holidays had us extra busy. And since we only had a couple of weeks after we got back before Christmas, I was rushing to get some handmade Christmas presents done.

I had some people ask me if we experienced any culture shock. I had jokingly told Joel before we left that there would be some. But I honestly didn’t except there to be any. But there was. The first thing would have been when we arrived home. We stepped in our front door and everything in our house felt brand new. It was the weirdest experience. I also found myself speaking English slower so others could understand. Although, I’m sure some of my family would like me talk a little slower sometimes. But one of the hardest things I had to adjust to was hugging men. In Mexico, guys hug girls with both arms and kiss them on the cheek. But at home, guys give girls one-arm hugs. When Pastor Nathan and Tasha picked us up from the airport, I gave him a hug like I’d hugged everyone else for the last six weeks. I didn’t even think anything about it until later.

As the days went by, I started realizing that I felt different. Different in a good way. I’m not even sure how to explain it. Something is missing inside of me. Something that was holding me back before. There’s a fear that’s no longer with me. I don’t know when it changed or how, but I noticed it a little in Mexico and so much more when we returned home.

Now with the holidays behind us, life will really start tomorrow. Joel will go back to work and a routine will start again. (Praise God) I need a routine. I need structure. I haven’t had this in over two months. However, it will be very different as I don’t have a job. I’m continuing to seek His will and praying for an open door.


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