America

One year ago today we landed in America… cold, tired and temporarily homeless. Our journey across Congo, then Africa, Europe and the Atlantic Ocean was one we would not soon forget. We were taken in by the Lightners first, then the Pinkertons. We collected enough winter clothes from these families to keep ourselves from freezing. Then we arrived on Barry mountain and hunkered down for the next week at Moot hall, sitting in front of the fire and spending hours of uninterrupted family time together for the first time in years. Several people stopped in with food for us and half of us experienced snow for the first time. This is how our life in America began.

Today, one year later, the Lord has added a son to our family, several thousand to our almost empty bank account and many new friends here in our next temporary home.