Well, I'm back in the USA! It is extremely bittersweet. I really didn't want to leave Spain. 3 weeks was just enough time to start getting settled in, make a lot of reconnections, and establish a routine. As soon as that happened I had to start packing again to come back. God called me to Spain, and so (more often than not) I desire to be there. But I need to get a new visa, and for that reason I have to be here.
The good thing is, lots of good things are happening here Stateside! My brother and his wife are adopting a little girl and I get to be there for that; I get to be at our yearly family campout with everyone on my mom's side; I get to attend a leadership conference in November; I will get to watch my nephew play football; I will get to see my Aunt whom I haven't seen in years; I will get a chance to experience fall in Indiana again. I'll try to post some pictures of the trip here in a couple of days!
I have escaped to Spain for a few weeks. It's good to be back, weird to be back. It's fun to see people I know and see their joy that I am doing well. For some reason I find it amazing to see people who are genuinely content that I am back and still alive. When I mentioned this to Gaby, she said "well, nobody is going to tell you that they wished you hadn't made it." Good point, amiga.
I think I'm just as content about it. That God, in His great mercy, continues to allow me to serve Him here. I am thankful to have been brought through this awful situation so that I can testify to the goodness of God and show compassion to those who are suffering.
Three weeks isn't a very long time -- it's just enough time to start getting settled in. But I'll take it. And it just makes me more excited about coming back in a few months! Praise the Lord for another opportunity at life!