It's 7:15 am on Dec 17. I leave at 3 am to go home for Christmas. I have been waking up between 4-5 am each morning for the last two weeks. I'm thinking it's partly malarial effects, excitement, stress, etc. I'm just telling you this in case the following doesn't make sense...lol
It's hard to believe I've been here a semester. I'm wondering how I'll react when I go home? In some ways I think the culture shock will be worse going home than coming here. I mean, after living in a poverished nation, how can I not feel the effects of returning to the wealthiest nation in the world?
Don't get me wrong. I am really looking forward to seeing friends and family. I am looking forward to seeing snow, being cold (for a bit anyway), drinking real milk, drinking water from the faucet, eating cereal, pork, good beef and chicken, and using towels that are nice and fluffy from the dryer. I'm excited to help cut down the Christmas tree on Saturday, to tell others about my experiences here, and to visit Tipton.
Speaking of which, God really blessed me by placing me at Tipton. I really did have great coworkers and students. I am so fortunate that many people have kept in touch, and that I can continue those relationships. That was my biggest adjustment-a new school. I mean, I love it here, but I have no history here. I had a history at Tipton. The students knew me, and I knew them. That is starting to come here, and I am loving it. I realize I'm not betraying my former students by forming deep relationships here. I can do both. It's not like I left Tipton (which was good) in search of something better. I was just being obedient to God. He has provided here too. It is a great experience. The kids are great, and I enjoy teaching them and getting to know them. I know time will bring more good things.
Well I better go prepare for my 2 exams this morning.
God bless and Merry Christmas. May you seek God and be surrounded by His love this season.
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