Holy re-entry stress, Batman!
Reading over this post, I realized it sounds awful whine-y and complain-y. But I'm leaving it because, not only is it simple honesty, I want others to understand that as adventurous and wonderful as the life of a missionary really is, it also comes with plenty of hard days. It would be dishonest and unfair to only portray the good stuff. In the end, you'll see I'm better now and feeling far less like a petulant two year old. But it's a process... You know when you have so much to say that you can't say anything at all? Yeah. We arrived back into Indonesia about 8 or 9 days ago and it has been pretty much chaos ever since. We were welcomed back so well by our team here and we feel so blessed by the friendships and people here as we pick back up where we left off. We spent several days getting our house in order and it feels just like home again. There have been long, hard days, fun parties, lots of laughter, and fun moments of joy as we get back into our routin