A little reflection
It's finally beginning to sink in...we are actually going to pack up our place, leave Poznan, board a plane, and be in the U-S-of-A in a few weeks. What a crazy thought! I still feel like I'm dreaming or something. Although there are "pinches" every now and then that help me realize I'm very much awake.
Last night I went with a good friend, also a missionary, to see Die Hard. Yes...I'm a Baptist missionary and I went to see Bruce Willis tear up a whole ring of terrorist pretty much single-handed. Not the most incredible plot line in the world but boy were the explosions and constant stream of bullets cool! My friend and I haven't had too many such out tings...but the ones we have had are always really well timed.
One of those "pinches" I mentioned came last night when we said "see ya" (sounds much more manly than "goodnight"...far less "datish"). He said, "guess this is our last movie night". I walked back in the house, feeling sad and remembering what my aunt (also a missionary) told me once about the missionary life...that it's one filled with goodbyes. That's a pretty tough reality, truth be known.
It's pretty weird to think about leaving Poznan. We've lived in this city longer than anywhere else at any given time. I guess we've put some tiny little roots down here, something that I don't think crossed my mind until last night. But the goodbyes are about to start up...again.
Next week we'll head off to Warsaw to wrap things up before our departure. We've still got quite a bit to do there. So, think about us over the course of the next few days, as we say goodbye to all of the good friends we've made in Poznan over the last few years. It never gets easier really. 9.5 years of marriage...lived in 8 different place (will be 10 when we return to Poland next year)...loads of goodbyes. Loads and loads of tears from both of us and many more to come when the three newest Shattucks get factored into the equation.
We're ecstatic about getting home, even though the road that gets us there is a tough one.
Just wanted to share a bit from the emotional side of life. Thanks for "listening".
Last night I went with a good friend, also a missionary, to see Die Hard. Yes...I'm a Baptist missionary and I went to see Bruce Willis tear up a whole ring of terrorist pretty much single-handed. Not the most incredible plot line in the world but boy were the explosions and constant stream of bullets cool! My friend and I haven't had too many such out tings...but the ones we have had are always really well timed.
One of those "pinches" I mentioned came last night when we said "see ya" (sounds much more manly than "goodnight"...far less "datish"). He said, "guess this is our last movie night". I walked back in the house, feeling sad and remembering what my aunt (also a missionary) told me once about the missionary life...that it's one filled with goodbyes. That's a pretty tough reality, truth be known.
It's pretty weird to think about leaving Poznan. We've lived in this city longer than anywhere else at any given time. I guess we've put some tiny little roots down here, something that I don't think crossed my mind until last night. But the goodbyes are about to start up...again.
Next week we'll head off to Warsaw to wrap things up before our departure. We've still got quite a bit to do there. So, think about us over the course of the next few days, as we say goodbye to all of the good friends we've made in Poznan over the last few years. It never gets easier really. 9.5 years of marriage...lived in 8 different place (will be 10 when we return to Poland next year)...loads of goodbyes. Loads and loads of tears from both of us and many more to come when the three newest Shattucks get factored into the equation.
We're ecstatic about getting home, even though the road that gets us there is a tough one.
Just wanted to share a bit from the emotional side of life. Thanks for "listening".
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