When we moved to El Salvador, we really had no idea what it would entail for our kids. The impact it would have on them, the sacrifices they would make, or what kind of life they would have here.
There have been many times when I have wondered if we are seriously screwing up our kids. Many days have been a little unfair. Many days they are left out because they don’t speak Spanish fluently. Many times they get dragged along, to go to various places. Many experiences they are losing out on in the United States.
However, many days they have had adventures that they will remember for the rest of their lives. For all of the hard days, there have been people who have loved them, adored them, and gone out of their way to spend time with them. My little caucasian children are so well loved by the people here, and by the visitors. The most incredible thing to watch is the way the people who live here and the visitors always love them in such a genuine, heartfelt manner. No one will ever be able to convince me that the teens and young adults of this world are all selfish, difficult and self involved. Because I have witnessed so many amazing young adults who CHOOSE to serve, choose to love and choose to have fun with my kids, without being asked.
I have one kid who never wants to move away.
I have one kid who feels like they are in a lose-lose situation now, because in the U.S. are people we love and want to be near. And likewise in El Salvador there are people we love and want to be near (I did explain this is win-win).
I have one kid who thankfully still wants to be wherever Mommy is!…… okay, I think everyone knows that one is Donovan!
I have one kid who longs for their life in the US, but still says, “How are you and Daddy ever supposed to stop doing this job? You can’t!”
When I think of all of things, people, experiences that they have given up to go on this ride with us, what always pops into my head is, what they have gained.
There have been missions teams who make it a priority to make sure they have a wish list from my kids, so that they can pack an extra suitcase for them! And holy smokes have they been spoiled with favorite snacks from home. I could have included 50 more pictures, of people we adore right back.
So I just want to send out a gigantic thank you!! Its hard to be an MK. Really hard. So thank you, to all of the people who have loved on, cared about, laughed with, wrestled, tickled, sang with, made them a priority, sent a care package and hugged them. You have helped to make a very different life, more Okay-ish and even wonderful!