We have gone through the house and we have to use everything up or give everything away. We have little “treats” that we use for special occasions. Things like: ranch dressing packets, seasoning packets, sprinkles, chocolate, maple extract for making syrup, and molasses. NO SAVING! We’ll have sprinkles every day. Today is Father’s day and we’re having sprinkles on our waffles.
Last night I made a roast with an onion soup packet on it. Yes, I know that stuff is not healthy; but let me tell you, it makes the “free range” and freshly butchered old cow taste a lot better.
It makes these three weeks of change, transition and goodbyes a little more fun!
I want to take a minute to thank my amazing husband. It has been a rough year: finding out our daughter has a serious problem that’s going to affect her long term, living in America waiting to see what would happen and wondering if we could come back to our life here, looking for new work, working on cars and living on a tight budget. It has been a crazy year. With each of these huge changes there has been an amazing amount of burden and tension. Never have we had more “discussions.” Each of these changes is huge and high on the stress list and we have learned we process things at different speeds and in different ways.
But we have come through the fire stronger and surer of our marriage and love. There is no one else I’d rather have battled through life with, but my Peter.
As we wrap up our time here, I must brag about his accomplishments here. He is AMAZING! He built me cabinets, closets, rewired the house and the dryer (it has 2 plugs now a 110V and a 220V), painted the interior of the house, (he has to do all the trim work because I only have enough attention to be the roller!) installed new window frames, installed all the carpet upstairs and down, installed our water pump and put in a drain (3 times), repaired the car with nothing but a book and the tenacity to not give up. When I wanted a gazebo, he built it. He cut each board with a circular saw and put up my garden fence. When I wanted to paint the walls (again) he did it. When I wanted more cabinets and a tile countertop and the kitchen walls repaired and wall papered. He did it. When I was pregnant with Sierra, I was afraid to live here with a baby in just a log cabin with no insulation. Guess what? He went to UB, bought the stuff and he, Megan and Brian put it up. Our house is the warmest in the winter and the coolest in the summer! We have the best house in Sukhbaatar! When we arrived with our baby, there were no baby supplies to be found. Guess who built Weston’s high chair? Peter! Who carried all the stuff I wanted across both oceans and heaved heavy bags in airports worldwide? Peter! Who did all of this while teaching school, learning a language, doing church work in Mongolian and being a wonderful father? Peter! Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you to bits!
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DANG! He's pretty awesome!
I can not know how hard it is for Peter and you to leave your home after all the blood,sweat, and tears that have gone into it. Tell Peter we will celebrated his Fathers Day when he gets back home, he really deserves it! Thank you Becca, for appreciating Peter and being thankful in the mist of tears. It is the best way to cope I think. Love to all, Mom
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It has been such a hard year for you all...I am so glad that you are experiencing the blessings that come from struggles and refining. much love to you both!
I too have been thinking of all the hardships and difficulties to make your home in Mongolia. Lots of blood sweat and tears. But know that your sacrifices will reap heavenly rewards. Because of your obedience many Mongolians will be in heaven. :) This is not our home. So as you say good-bye to your home and friends and many memories, may the Lord refresh your hearts as you prepare for the next journey the Lord has for you all! Love you heart and soul Mom
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