When we were in Taiwan, around Christmas time our new word was 'joy.' It kept coming up on cards we were sent, and it resonated with how we were feeling. Sometimes it was hard to find joy a world away. Sometimes joy was the last thing we felt when we missed our families and friends and were living in a strange culture that did things oh so differently.
I woke up this morning remembering the joy of our last Christmas in Taiwan, and wondering what this one would be like. After 9ish months of being home (9 today, actually!), we finally feel like we're settling in and feeling more 'at home'- even though we're more 'at home' than we were in Taiwan!
My feels fuller this time. So many things we've been praying and hoping for are realities in our lives right now. Our baby is due in a couple months, we adopted a kitty a few months ago, we're taking steps in the direction of where we hope to be in the future, and we're settling into a new part of our lives, together.
I keep remembering flashes of Taiwan. Like the time we had to wait, then detour around a parade on our way to church. The parade was for a temple (a very, very common sight (and sound!)) in TW, and I just remember Dave and I chatting on the scooter while we waited for it to clear enough for us to get through.
Or the time we decided to see the 'big statue' and ended up walking through a festival for either a temple or a god. We're still not sure. But it sure looked like a big party!
Or getting groceries and piling things everywhere we could on the scooter. Some things we sandwiched between us, some I held onto, and everything else went into bags that got sat on the floor, hung off the hook, set in the seat, packed in my backpack, or carefully positioned in the basket. I am so thankful for our car, now that we're back home!
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