R & R number 2

Flying across the Ocean again...

 

January 19, 2014

It’s that time again, to go home and see my family.  This time I wanted to do some sightseeing in Amman, Jordan before I left.  Due to foggy conditions, we did not land until 11 AM, cutting my time down.  I was able to see the Citadel ruins from the top of the hill and see the Odeon from further away.  My next stop for my third R & R, I will see Petra, Wadi-Rum, some castles and some Christiansites.  I cannot wait.  My last trip home, I plan to see Israel.

 

I chose to route through Paris this time, I haven’t been since I left in 2004 and I can see a bit has changed.  I was delighted when I came to the Laduree tea shop that made the best macaroons in the world.  I’ not sure if it was originated there but I guess when I lan, I can “google it.”   I also saw a bit renovation done at the airport from new comfy beds to play spaces for children.  How nice and the bathrooms feels like the 21^st century.  Now all we’re missing now is flying cars.

 

Since I’ve been in Baghdad now for 6 months, I am evaluating how my time is spent and so far I don’t regret it.  I’ve made many friends as a result..I’ve heavily volunteered with the Catholic church and gain experience setting up mass, doing readings, escorting and now joining the choir.  Last Wed., I hosted choir practice in my home since I’ve moved and it was a lot of fun singing.  It’s actually better than practicing the day of!  As a result, a comment we received from a regular church goer is that the choir has “stepped up a knotch!”  We are getting better and we’re multiplying!! I think God is accomplishing his mission through me.

The other goals I’ve accomplished in Baghdad is perfecting my cake ball and baking..I enjoy it but never have time.  When I leave, I hoped to learn how to play the keyboard and make French macarons.  I was hoping to study for work with getting certifications but looks like my time is spent volunteering for Zumba, bible studies, fellowship, tennis, abs class, Church choir and now every other Friday, Karaokee night.  Before I know it, my time will be up.  Leaving again to go back will not be easy at all and I have to do this two more times.  I guess what doesn’t kill you makes you “stronger.”