As doors closed on our time in Ecuador (that trip), and the path opened for Israel, we entered another time of transition. We are back in the States and will be through the end of the year. Then we are off to Israel where we plan to remain for six months, another short term venture, and we have no idea what awaits us on the other side.
Meanwhile, transitioning back into the culture of the US of A has been every bit as shocking, rewarding, challenging, and frustrating as I have learned to expect. I've done the re-entry gig a few times and have never enjoyed it, but this time is different. This is the first time I have someone to share it with. Usually the hardest part of such transitions is being surrounded by others who are interested in your previous experience (some more than others), but none of whom can really relate...making you feel very alone. Geoff can relate. This is wonderful.
When I grow incredibly frustrated with a sermon, or conversation, or commercial marketing wants as needs, etc. Geoff is right there with me. When I rejoice over hot water, brushing my teeth using water from the tap, and stuffing myself with fresh vegetables, Geoff is just as elated as I am. We don't respond or react to every situation the same, but we are sharing every experience, walking through the ups and downs together. I love being married to this man.
There have been frustrating and rewarding moments for me as we have transitioned back into Texas culture. Tonight I had one of the best experiences in this time of transition and relished the moment of being exactly where I was. For the first time in 6 months - I drove a car. By. My. Self. I also listened to the radio, had control of the volume, and sang off key as loudly as I wanted. This is the first time I've listened to the radio in 6 months as well, and I noticed on my brief commute that I did not know several new-er released songs. No worries, scanning quickly found Tim McGraw singing a great hit (as all of his songs are) and I was home. Bliss.
So, what has taken so long to have this wonderful experience? For one, Geoff doesn't listen to the radio. I know, right?? Also, my driver's license expired on my birthday (in August) while we were in Ecuador and I haven't managed to talk myself into spending a morning (or day, as the case may be) at the DMV. In an effort to be law-abiding, Geoff has done all of our driving thus far. However, tonight we attended a school district Christmas party with my parents and Geoff stayed after for a choir concert. Not really my thang. For some unidentified reason - certainly a defect - I preferred to come back to the house and spend the couple available hours doing laundry, wrapping gifts, and writing this blog. Party animal, I know. But who needs a choir concert when I can drive myself home singing off key to Tim McGraw??
On that note, I just remembered that we left it trapped in a bucket in the yard so I need to go take it on a field trip to the lake where it can slither freely in search of yummy rats. Have I mentioned Geoff hates snakes? I should wait till he gets home to let him come with me. What a man.