In many ways our kids have handled the transition to overseas life well. They have learned Russian, made friends, adjusted to the weather + endured a lot of stress.
But beautiful days like today, doing things we used to do in our American life, make me miss this normalcy + all the wonderful things for kids in the US (or even other countries in Europe).
We don’t have a a library or story time in Ukraine. We don’t have a train park or Stacey’s ice cream shop.
It’s hard working through this weird grieving + missing + going back with my kids – I think it only gets harder as they get older. Chambers doesn’t want to go back to Ukraine right now, even though he misses his friends.
It honestly almost feels unfair to be doing this to them – in my small finite flesh that wants comfort + best over all, especially for my kids. But it’s not about our comfort or the best activities for the kids. It’s about God’s will for each of us to make Him famous wherever we are.
God is sovereign over this transitional life, in every place + every way. Because, as I have to remind myself + our littles, this world — the train park or the library or the best zoo in Odessa — it’s not our home anyway🌿