Like Gabriel, we are all having to adjust to life in the States. Gabe is choleric like his dad and melancholy like me. It’s a tough combination but we usually know what he is thinking. Holly is our sanguine child. She walks into a room full of strangers and seeks out a friend. In Romania, she played outside on the street every chance she had which was daily if the weather allowed. Friends were abundant. Twenty- first century American culture has her frustrated; not being settled aggravates her frustration. She wants to invite someone over every single day and the few people we know have strenuous schedules. Hannah wants to shop at every available opportunity. Not that she has much to spend but in Romania there wasn’t much to buy. Most everything there was usually out of our budget and sized for super models. John has been busy with a multitude of details involved in moving and ministry. And as for me, besides trying to hold the fort together, I am just trying to figure out where things are located at the grocery store.
Tomorrow we are going to visit friends in South Carolina for a few days. Your continued prayers are appreciated.
Labels: Culture, daily life in Romania, Gabriel, Hannah, Holly
