This quote often goes through my head during transition time. It's really hard. It's hard for ALL of us. We travel thousands and thousands of miles to see family and friends, and yet it never seems to be enough. We live out of people's basements, spare rooms, back yards...mess up their schedules and lives...eat all their food... We do try to be good house guests and clean up after ourselves and try to make it as pain-free as possible, but it really is hard to be homeless for long periods of time.
Don't get me wrong--I'm grateful that we have these long periods of time to visit family and our home country. It's nice to have a few weeks to visit and be with people we love! I'm just sorry that we're in transition mode when we come. We are NOT at our best. We're tired. We're not in our 'natural habitat'. We're infringing on someone else's space, and while it's usually someone we love dearly, it's still not OUR home. *sigh* C'est la vie, I guess.
Now, we can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. Our homeless time is winding down. Yesterday was the last Sunday in the states. Today is the last Monday. Each day that passes will be the last of its kind. Next week at this time, we'll be flying through the air on the way to our new home! Oh, how nice it will be to have rooms of our own--with no neighbors up- or downstairs!
And yet, we're still here, so we're trying to make the best of each day and not look too far ahead and wish our lives away (as my mom always used to tell me). Yesterday, we walked 2 miles to get to church! That was fun. But we made it! There was a lot of howling (especially when we passed the parks), but we made it!! Today, the kids and I walked to the metro and made it downtown all by ourselves! It sounds really silly, since we've lived here in the past AND we've been here MANY times, but I usually have a car. This time, we decided to forego the car and just use metro. I was pretty proud that we found the metro--it's about 1/2 mile away--AND we found our way back! There was minimal crying and complaining (it's not a real field trip without some), and we didn't get lost even once. I feel empowered! Plus, we went to the grocery store all by ourselves and carried it all home! Impressive.
Now, it's off to make dinner. I'm grateful that we have a little kitchen. It even has a dishwasher! We haven't had to eat out here at all, and that's been really nice.
Tomorrow is the last Tuesday. I wonder what we'll do?