I’ve been sick with something cold-like for the last 4 days. I’ve really been missing home for the last week or so. I have reached the 2 month marker here, and I think this is a pretty typical time for things to get a little difficult when being so far away from people that you love and all that is familiar. The first few weeks in a new place are exciting and fun with a dash of home sickness. The next month is filled with settling down into a new home, getting into a routine. And right around 2 months it gets difficult, and is sort of a turning point…you either decide it’s not for you and go home or you push through to the other side. I’m pushing, and I hope the other side isn’t too far away. I am only teaching dance at one orphanage now (because of all the confusion in scheduling and cancelling of classes and such) and I have to tell you that my class yesterday was so encouraging! Right when I needed something to lift my spirits I had such a great class and I am bonding with the kids more and more each week. They are just so adorable and some of them have a natural talent for dance. I just wish I could speak Vietnamese…that’s my biggest frustration with teaching dance. I know it seems like it would be easy to teach dance without words since dancing is just motions, but it is almost impossible to teach a lot of the technique without being able to explain it. The kids are having fun which is what really matters, so I am trying to just let that go. And they get so excited when they see me coming which always puts a smile on my face. Anyway, I don’t really know where I’m going with any of this except to say that life here has its ups and downs, and the ups make it worth it to stick it out through the downs…and I hope that month 3 has some good surprises in store. Current prayer requests: health and energy.
