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Counting down and getting ready…

A friend of mine asked me today if I am counting down. I think I am. Today it’s a week till I go, or rather, in a week I’ll be in Kansas City. It’s very surreal. Life is busy at the moment so I don’t really have time to dwell that much on the ahead. Just trying get through the “now” really.

This week I’ve been teaching 7-year olds in the local primary school. A lovely age-group to teach, but teaching full days does require some preparation. This evening I was sat here in front of the TV tracing half circle shapes onto cardboard as we’re going to make some mushroom figures for our crafts lessons tomorrow morning. I think they’ll enjoy it, hope so anyway.

I am trying to think of what I still need to sort out to get ready. I mean, I have my flight and visa and somewhere to stay when I get there, so those are really the main things. I logged on to at&t’s website today to see if the phone I got last time I was there still works, but it seems to have been cancelled. I’ve also got my international drivers licence and my travel insurance is in order.

Writing this I can feel butterflies in my stomach. As with all moves, when it’s happening it seems so much easier to not have to do it. I mean, right now it would have been nice to not have to go through the process of packing and saying good-bye and travelling. But I know God wants me to go, and I know that the best place for me to be is right where God wants me. And I also know that once I get there and settle in to a new day-to-day it will be great, it’s just that phase of arriving and settling that I find so hard.

I am so grateful to have some people that I know already there though, and the last few days it’s been so lovely to get little emails from them welcoming me back. It really makes me feel so loved.

Today I went to the cinema with my mum, aunt and cousin. We watched an excellent Norwegian film called “De Usynlige” about a guy who gets out of prison and goes to work in a church playing he organ. Fascinating film, excellent acting and the storyline is very engaging. It’s the kind of film that lingers with you even after you leave the cinema.
So that’s my life at the moment. A mix of being busy at work and feeling excited yet a wee bit daunted to be moving again.

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