Chennai's average temperature so far in 2017 has been around 77*F, and the lowest temperature has been 68. Yet I fall asleep under a sheet and Grandma's afghan every night and wake up to Liban stealing one or both in his sleep. We are doomed as we return to Missouri Wednesday, and I may have to hold back tears as I disembark the plane into non-flip-flop-wearing weather. Two or three days later, our welcome may be further delighted with yucky Missouri wintry slush and ice, so it should not be surprising that we had a little more excitement flying to Thailand this time last month!
I've accepted a 3 month contract as an OT for a hospital/clinic in West Plains, but my main responsibilities will be at an elementary school. (Essentially, it's my old job in a new place!) I love that my new job, however temporary, will allow me to extend the length of assignment if necessary, have weekends off with Liban, and most of all, get to do what I love by helping kids become more independent.
God continues to show His faithfulness: The job is a perfect fit for me, and He's also given us the perfect housing situation as a lady in West Plains is letting us rent one of her five bedrooms on a monthly basis. Before house-hunting, we were a little concerned if small-town Missouri racism might be an obstacle in us finding an apartment, but it just so happens that our landlady is married to a man from Saudi Arabia. I think God was laughing at us and saying, "Still surprised I got this?" and that makes trusting in Him providing a job for Liban a little easier.
As much as I despise the cold, I am grateful to be able to spend more time with my family, especially my grandparents, before our "permanent" move to Chennai. I also know that this time in Missouri is the final step (or staircase, rather) we have to complete before we can FINALLY BEGIN the adoption process. And I am so, so, so ready to jump into that unknown, as seen by the cupboards in our guest room!
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