It's Not Easy

Obviously, it has been hard to write this month. Job hunting has pretty much consumed our thoughts and time. Still nothing to report in that arena, except that there is not a whole lot out there. Sigh.

Even so, this month we managed to have fun. Park Day resumed about 3 weeks ago. We have pushed that a bit as it is still very, very humid and still hitting the hundreds but we were all anxious to get back out there.  This week my friend, Huda, from Egypt joined us.  She brings her 3 precious kids and we all sit and talk.  Many of the old faces are gone, and missed, but new faces have come. Such is the life in this very transient city.  On Sunday nights Mike and I eat out while Robert is at Boy Scouts. Last week we went to the beach and ate at an Italian restaurant. That is always fun, especially when our friends Jeff and Mary join us.  Tomorrow the Homeschool group is headed to Emirates Palace for another classical concert. I think the orchestra is from Holland this time.  I told Mike to come, too. He has yet to experience the theater there. And we get to attend for free. Cool, huh?  It's also been fun this month as I started teaching English to a lady I met at an Emirati wedding a couple of weeks ago(her English is great but she wants to improve her writing.)   We talk and laugh and I enjoy our time so much.

Overall, yes, it has been a hard month. We really want a job and we really want to stay here. But we know that His plan is perfect. We will pursue any open doors and trust that those that are closed are for the best.    I CAN tell you though, that we feel the prayers of all of our dear friends and family..on this side of world and on the other side, as well.

Will let you know what is next for the Hildebrands in Sandyland, once we know. :)

Keep those prayers going. Thanks!!

Time to Eat

Window display for Ramadan

I did not know when I wrote the last sentence on my previous entry "Who knows what the next 3 years will look like?" that it would include Mike losing his job.  Yes. It is true.  Thursday morning on the way to work, Mike's boss called.  This is your 30 day notice,etc. etc.( His boss has yet to speak to him in person, but don't get me started. ) So, once again, we are at the "what next?"stage.  At least this time we know the drill. And Ryan is not in the middle of his senior year.  Nor do we owe so much on our cars. It is better. Not great by any means, but better. We also know many, many friends are praying for us.  Please don't stop.

Today Ramadan is over. Hooray!!  This means we can eat in public. We can drink in public. And we can even chew gum in public.  All of this during the daylight hours even.  We are almost giddy.  Our kids were so chatty on the way to church that it reminded me of how excited we get before Christmas. :)   Robert said at least 6 times.".We get to eat lunch at the mall after church today!!! yay!! "! We also feel a break in the heat.  It is only in the low 100s today.  Sounds weird but feels way better to us. So we have complete our 4th Ramadan in the Middle East.  Kind of feels normal.

With the end of Ramadan the schools will now start up. Church activities will return as well.  Highschool Youth Group for Sallie. Junior High group for Robert.  I am going to teach in the Kid's Friday school classes this year as well.  Am praying that it is for a long time....  :)

Time to head to the mall. I think I will have Thai Express fast food today.  Mike will, too, or maybe Indian Butter chicken  from Tandoori.  Sallie is going to have KFC with a Hardees chocolate milk shake.  Robert's going for Burger King. No surprise there.  But  the best part is..it's during the day!!! in public!! Woo hoo!!

Bye for now..

Three Years In

Can it really be 3 years since we moved here?  That's what goes thru my head on some days. Then, on other days, it's more like Have we ever lived anywhere else?  :)  It was in August 2007, when Mike picked up his bedraggled family, some time after midnite, and drove us to the villa he where he was staying. People I never met opened their home to us until the following week when we moved into our 1400 square foot apt. in downtown Abu Dhabi.  And so it began...

Driving in a land filled with drivers from everywhere.(with lots of different opinions on how to get from one place to another...)
Eating new foods
Making new friends, then saying goodbye one or two years later
Attending church with believers from all over the world. One Friday when the visitors were introduced 12 different countries were represented..Nepal, China, South Africa, Philippines, Myanmar, Nigeria and more
Learning how to communicate in English with people who speak English but don''t understand it, because there are so many different people who speak different languages and work here that English is the working language.(If this sentence confuses you..welcome to our world.)
Having Burger King, Chilis, Texas Chicken(Church's Chicken but name is changed..:).. and others deliver to the door
Dry cleaninig delivers too. Good thing cuz Mike wears a suit every single day to work.
Parking at home in Texas was easy with at least 12 choices on any given day. For the last three years we have parked on barricades, by dumpsters, in major intersections, on crosswalks, up on sidewalks, and down the middle of street . Sometimes we just throw the hazard lights on and leave a phone number in the window to call. (Update on parking.Now it is all paid parking. Can't do any of the above mentioned parking solutions where the paid parking meters have been introduced.  Problem is there aren't enough spaces for all the cars. Hard to explain. Very frustrating. All would be solved if the apt. buildings had parking garages. We have one but it only has 10 spaces....)
Adjusting to a landscape that looked pretty much like Mars.  When Mike arrived by himself in July of 07 he really felt like he had landed on another planet.  Maybe Tatooine or something. Lots of desert and sand and then pockets of trees and lights.  Then you come over the bridge and see one of the biggest mosques in the world sometimes lit up in purple. Takes some adjusting.

Obviously I could go on and on..but you get the picture. Or at least some of it. Our lives changed a lot.  Perhaps one of the biggest changes is in Mike's world, though.  The professional, "try and get a job done", world.  It is definitely not limited to the construction world, though.  The challenges facing any professional are   immense.  It is way too complicated to explain here, and really, you wouldn't believe me.  I'll just give you one  example of  how it is.  Our friend mentioned that on his job sight they were having a rodent problem. Those large box traps were places all around the wall perimeter of the building.  The men came to lay the pavers for the sidewalk.  They cut each paver to fit around the mouse traps.  All around the building. Hmmm...It is not easy to do things here.  From the top executives to the paver guys, you could say there is something lost in translation.  :)

As I close, I want to tell you about the most recent great thing about living here.  It's being closer to Russell. He just spent 10 days here with us.  His office had some training in Dubai so he came early. He attended the training and then came back to our place for a couple more days. We all got to hug on him and hear his story.   We were able to meet his coworkers and have dinner with them.  What a blessing.  Now, were we still living in Dallas with our 12 parking places, and green grass and trees, we would have missed that. Somethings are just irreplaceable!        

I wonder how the next three years will look?  :)

Back Home

3500 year old cedar tree.

Robert looks out over the valley.

The day Russell was leaving.

While we were in Lebanon I had  many fun ideas for my blog.  Now I am finding it hard to write.  We visited amazing places and were stunned by the beauty of the countryside, as well as the friendliness and hospitality of the Lebanese people.  I even daydreamed about actually owning a vacation home near our friends so we could return there regularly.  Having all 6 of us together in such a wonderful place was a dream come true for this mom.

Russell and Mike left after the first week.  Ryan stayed until July 31st then returned to Abu Dhabi.  Sallie, Robert and I flew home on August 6th.  Naturally touring the ancient ruins and the cedar forests was beautiful. Walking the streets of Beirut, seeing bullet holes from the civil war was thought provoking and sobering. The new buildings and restored areas, however, gave cause for hope.   Many days we just hung out in Dhour Choueir( our host Anwar's boyhood town) and played games, took walks,  laughed and talked.  With 30 people there(6 families) there was lots to talk about and lots of meals to prepare. :) The town itself is several hundred years old.  One night Anwar and his sweet mom showed me an old part of the village...from the 1500s, or so.   If the walls could talk.....

So you see, I have so many great ideas for my blog. But then, when I got home, I got a call from Russell.   It was Saturday and he told me how his good friend had been killed in the countryside of Afghanistan, working in a clinic.  What does a mom say to her boy when he shares news like that?  I am afraid I failed miserably. No great theological truths...just tears and wishes that I could hold him again like I used to when he was a boy and needed a hug.  And what about this young man's parents? And all the other people who lost loved ones that day?  I guess we just keep leaning in...leaning into His arms.  Trusting. Knowing that in the end there is victory.  There is joy.

 
  

A Taste of Lebanon

After the trials of getting my visa in order to get here, I am so glad I made it.  As we prepared for this trip to visit Anwar's hometown in Lebanon, Dhour el Choueir, his face would light up.  We all love our home countries but whenever Anwar talked it was like we were going to be visiting heaven. :) It is beautiful here.  We have seen Roman ruins built on the temple of Baal. We have driven thru mountains and gazed at vistas that stretch forever.  Today we walked through 2 million cedars.  Some as old as 3000 years.  There were times when I wanted to sneak away and simply sit in awe of God and His amazing creation. In fact, Ryan was able to do just that.   The weather is glorious. The people are friendly.  And I think I want to move here.

I will write more later and add pictures but I wanted to send a quick update.  Lebanon is amazing.  More later!!! 

Family Circus

I taught English to adults for many years.  One of my fun things to use were the comic strips from Family Circus.  Remember the ones where the son would meander all over the place before he got to his destination?  To go to school he would chase a dog, play in the park, up the slide down the slide, around the swings and on the merry go round. Over he'd go to the ice cream truck and on and on...

That's what the last 48 hours has been for me. Saturday night at the airport, my second passport turned up missing.  This is the one that has the residency visa in it...the one needed to leave the country and reenter the country.  Yep.  Not there. So I raced home to frantically search the apt. Nothing.  I raced back to the airport to make sure it hadn't turned up in lost and found. Mike, Sallie and Robert went thru security and flew to Lebanon ahead of me. Russell and Ryan had flown out on a morning flight.

Naturally, that night I searched and searched. I slept a bit, but mostly prayed and racked my brains.  First thing Sunday morning I drove to Mike's office to ask what I needed to do.  As all expats are sponsored by their employers, this is the place to start.  And so began my "adventure"(see previous post) into immigration, lost passports, and residency visas.  From 9am until 4pm I traveled up and down stairs, in and out of offices, in and out of buildings, and even to the other side of town several other offices in two other buildings. I got stamps and signatures and bad directions from just about wherever I went.    Finally, at the end of the Sunday I could see the end in sight.  So up again this morning to finish up.  Once again...up and down, in and out, go here, no go there, no that is not right.  At 1 pm when the lady said "We can't do without photo," I thought I would scream. Not one person had mentioned photo up until that point. It turns out I didn't need one. And so it goes.

Finally, at 4 pm today I got my passport and my new residency visa right there in it. I will hopefully be on my way to the airport, to join my family and friends who are having lots of fun, in less than an hour.  

By the way, all of our visas expire in November. Ha ha ha ha ha...Then it happens all over again.  I'm thinking the guy at Mike's office might do it this time. I'm done.

On a side note, it sure is nice to have friends who are around when things get rough. Pattie peeled me off the ceiling a few times. And my friend, Wael, talked me thru several steps and made phone calls to help me. So thankful for great friends!!!

    

Great Adventure

I'm not sure if I have shared how Robert and Sallie hate the word...ADVENTURE.  "Mom," they say,"it usually means either you are lost or we are going to be bored silly." I just laugh at them and we keep going.  (Most of the time they are right, but NOT always.)

Today, I dropped Sallie off with her friends to see a movie. Then I went shopping. I don't like shopping, but as I was at the mall, I thought I would run in a couple of stores. ( I especially don't like shopping in 115 degree heat and 300 percent humidity or whatever it is today. After awhile you quit checking. It's too depressing)

I answer my cell.  My friend (who loves shopping) laughs when she hears I quit after two stores.  But here is what I love.  "Did I tell you about my taxi ride?" "No,"(but please do, I am thinking, this will distract me from the incredibly hot walk to my car that must be parked in Saudi Arabia).  "I called my new guy that I have been using. You know, the one from Ethiopia. He is so nice and comes right away.  Anyway, we are chatting and I am giving him short cut tips to some places as he has only been here a few months. A car just about hit us and he swerved and did a good job of not getting hit.  I told him that it is crazy here. He said, 'Yes, it is.'  Then I blurted out, but wait until Ramadan.  Oh no, did I say something that would offend him? So quickly I said..you know, everyone is cranky from not eating or drinking all day. And it comes out in the driving. I don't mean to offend you. I am cranky too during Ramadan..etc. etc.  He said he wasn't offended.  Then I asked him if he was muslim.  'No, madam.  I am a Christian. I am from the first church.  My great great great great great...and however many..were all Christians.  I follow Jesus."

My friend and I shared a moment of thankfulness. Some things just stop us in our tracks.  And a taxi ride can be a cool adventure.

My kids aren't convinced. But I know better.  I put my music on in my car and the CD song that came on was..You guessed it.  "Saddle up your horses, we got a trail to blaze, thru the wild blue yonder with God's amazing grace. We'll follow our leader into the glorious unknown.....this is the Great Adventure!!"

Picking up Ryan tonight. Russell on Wednesday. And off to Lebanon on Saturday. Now I am sure that will be an adventure.
Oh boy!!!
  

Texas Friends Come My Way

June 19th I landed in Amman, Jordan.  My friend, Colleen, was their to greet me. That evening we picked up 5 other friends at the airport.  Granted we were waiting for them at the wrong terminal, but hey..Welcome to the Middle East. :)  After many delays and long hours of flying, we were all together.  They actually looked quite good.  Especially to me.  Since I'm not going to Texas this summer, I joined some of Texas in Jordan.

We spent 8 days together.  During that time we laughed, cried, shared, taught, and experienced the Lord working in so many ways.  We started in Amman. Visited a couple of churches to encourage ladies there, then traveled from the south in Aqaba(where we toured Petra, amazing!).  Later we traveled north to Husn passing by the mountain where Jacob wrestled and coming very near to the Sea of Galilee. The whole trip felt surreal.  The History, the beauty, the churches all over the place..and being with such great friends, all blessed me so deeply.   I can't wait to take Mike and the kids to see it as well. And to visit my new Jordanian friends.

Jordan is much like here. But oh, it was sooo much cooler. I wanted to bottle up the weather and bring it back with me. It felt  like Colorado. Sigh. The Jordanians were talking of the heat. But it didn't feel that way to me.

The 8 days flew by.  I tried to stop the clock from ticking. But, alas, it was over before I knew it.  Colleen and I waved our team, Margaret, Sheryl, Sheila, Marguerite and Kelly goodbye last Sunday.  Then she walked me to my flight.  A quick movie and I was home. I think I had made dinner, slept, finished my laundry..and more, before my sweet buddies made it home.  Oh well. That's life. :)

Colleen has promised to come visit soon.  She is jealous that we can get Blue Bell ice cream here. Can't wait for her to come.  

So now, we are going to get ready to celebrate the 4th of July at the beach tomorrow.  Sure am missing Mr. Pearce's homemade ice cream.  But maybe we will dish up some Blue Bell and pretend.

Happy 4th, Everyone!

From Start to Finish

            At first it was a parking lot...sigh. Those were the days.  We had no idea that in less than 3 months the trucks would move in, and the parking spaces would disappear.     

In February 2008, our friends from our church in Dallas watched from our bedroom window as truck after truck drove away with sand and more sand.   24 hours a day, 6 days a week. Lots and lots of sand.                                                                

After the trucks were done hauling the sand, the cranes moved in.  This crane was right outside our bedroom window.  We could have had tea with the operator and never left the room. :) 

Spring 2009. Scaffolding and clanging and banging.The building takes shape. The concrete pours were the loudest. All night long the trucks would come in.  Even earplugs didn't help.                                         
                            

Took this picture today from my bedroom window. They are finishing the streets up.  Not sure when the building will have power, but Mike says this summer should do it.  

Summer's Coming!

June 16th,  Sallie finishes up with school. Robert is basically done.  On June 19th, I fly to Amman, Jordan to join my friends from Dallas for a week of teaching and touring.  I cannot wait.  I have been preparing my lesson and even got some help from by Arabic teacher with some words.  She was born here but is Egyptian because you can't have citizenship here unless like your great grandparents or something were Emirati.  Makes it difficult for lots of people. She has an Egyptian passport but has hardly ever been there. Sheesh. Anyway, she is such a dear and helped me prepare some props I will be using for my lesson in Amman.

This morning I met a young mother who needs an English teacher for her driver, housemaid, and business employee, from India, Ethiopia, and the Philippines, respectively. I am replacing a dear friend of mine who is moving away at the end of June.  I will really miss her and her family.  But the best surprise?  This young mom..is half Colombian... and she owns the cutest 9 mth old golden retriever.  She already said Sallie and Robert can come meet him. They are happy.

Next week, we will say goodbye to the Pritz family as well as the Phillips and the Novacks.  Not going to be easy. They have all been such wonderful friends these past few years.  I look forward to future visits and lots of fun times whenever we get back together.  I find myself reliving a lot of my childhood with all of these goodbyes.  Once again wondering how my parents did it....

So, there is the good and the hard.  But always, there is the choice to trust that God is in control and His ways are best.  Glad it is almost summer break.  Bet you are too!

Love,
Mattie  

Celebrations

My birthday was yesterday.  The last official birthday in my 40s. It was such a fun day.  I had lunch with friends. Got flowers and gifts. And tons of birthday greetings from facebook and email.  My friends all know how I love birthdays.  Robert even baked me a birthday cake.  And Sallie and Robert both cleaned the apartment.  Mike made the bed and brought me flowers..  I mean, talk about a great birthday.  We also just celebrated our 27th anniversary.  And on top of all of these fun times, Robert earned his next rank in Boy Scouts.    He is now a second class scout and will work hard next year to move into first class.  And it IS hard work. :)

The kids will finish school soon.  We are all ready for a break.   My friend, Pattie, and I went to look at Villas as possble residences next year, but for the price we can afford they would be way too far out.  Mike and I just aren't sure the pros...parking, quiet, more space, and so on..outweigh the cons.  Distance, maintenance, money, etc.  So we keep praying that maybe something will open up on the island that we can afford.  We'll see. 

So, I wrote this a couple of weeks ago but then for some reason it didn't post. I will try again. :)

Vanishing Act

I woke up the other morning and a strange sight greeted me out our living room windows.  It took me a minute to figure out what was wrong.  There were NO cars parked on the street across from us.  I called Sallie and Robert over and we all stood there in shock.   Now, we have known for months that they would soon put in paid parking meters over there, but to have the cars gone overnight was bizarre.  When we went to bed the night before, the usual 50 cars were parked up and down the street and presto..at 7 am they had disappeared.  For the following three days these weird events continued. We knew our time was short for our usual parking places next to the aromatic dumpsters.

 So, that Saturday Mike and I drove to the Parking Permit office in central Abu Dhabi.  I say Mike and I because I had to drive him there as there is no place to park.  I know, hard to believe.  Anyway, I put my flashers on and waited for Mike in the taxi pull out section of the road.  People don't like that but you gotta do what you gotta do.   I waited for about 15 minutes.  He comes out with empty hands. No parking permit.  These permits are a yearly pass for the paid spots along only your section of residence.  They cost about 400 dollars and they don't guarantee you a spot . If there IS a spot you can use it and not get a ticket.   "Honey, what did they say? Did you get a permit for us?"  "Nope, apparently we don't have a parking problem in our section." ?????????????????????????????   Anyway, because the paid parking is not on our side of the street and won't be for TEN months we can't have a permit.  Only those people across from us will have access to the 25 paid spots. It's ok to laugh. What else can you do?  :)

For a couple more days we were able to park on our side of the street, in the street. Then the tickets started showing up.  We did find a solution though.  There is valet parking for our building under the building that is behind us that is not finished.  We used it for awhile but then, when they scraped off the paint along the left side of Mike's car, and it cost us about 2000 dollars to get if fixed, we quit using it.  Perhaps the men parking the cars are better now as they have had more practice. But what choice do we have?   I WILL say it helps traffic along our road.  And the car is a bit cooled off by the time they bring it to us.  I'm sure we will get used to it, but the street still looks very strange.....      

Frantic Fun and Fatigue

    Beauty and the Beast, Boy Scouts and Bogota...what do these have in common?  Only that we have been running from here to there for these events. Ok, I cheated with Bogota, as in Colombia.  We were at the Kenneys last night and I met two of the nicest ladies from there. They didn't speak English so it was fun to use my Spanish and laugh with them.  I really am Latin at heart. :)
     As for Beauty and the Beast, Sallie has worked about 50 hours with my friend Pattie,  the costume director, since February.   Last Wednesday the play opened and it was a big hit. We won't miss the running around or the long hours(which don't even come close to all the hours Pattie put into it) but it was fun to see it all come together yesterday.   Sallie is at her performance right now.
     And Boy Scouts? Robert will receive his next rank at the Court of Honor at the end of this month. He is very excited.   He actually ushered yesterday at the play to get some service hours in.  Those are kind of hard to come by here.  Needless to say, we have been scurrying and squeezing in last minute hikes and all to make sure he has all the requirements. Mission accomplished. We can breathe.

     I think Abu Dhabi fatigue is setting in.  This is similar to Chronic Fatigue Syndrome but usually manifests itself in increased conversations with whacko drivers, lower tolerance for red tape, and total depression over the lack of parking.  And don't get me started on my phone that was stolen...went to get a new sim card. Office closed. Went back. Office open. Not the right paperwork. Get Mike's signature to prove I CAN replace my Sim card. Go back a third time. Get Sim card....but ......wait for it....Has Mike's phone number. So for the whole day he is stuck in Dubai with no phone...Oh my gosh. Will this never end. Actually, it did. The next morning. Back at the phone office, all straightened out.  But ..well...ADF is in full swing.
     And Robert turned 12 this week, too. His third birthday celebrated here in the UAE. Sometimes I am dumbfounded at how fast the years have gone.  And then I get stuck in traffic and I feel every one of those years. :)
Here's to summer break. Just around the corner.

WOMAD and the Weekend

WOMAD.  World of Music Abu Dhabi. Bands from all over the world come for a three day concert on the beach.    The beach is transformed with huge stages, lights, speakers, flags and thousands of people.  It's really something. And it's free.  Last night we heard bands from Iran, Sudan, and here. (We missed Cuba. They didn't start until midnight or so. :) ) . The night before it was Burundi, Palestine and Egypt. Bands from India, France, China and Spain are also here. It is amazing. We grabbed our camp chairs and just walked along the beach to each stage along with everyone else in the city, or so it seemed.   The night began with fireworks. They really like fireworks here.  Several of our friends were there so we did the trek from stage to stage with them.  It was a great evening.

Today Robert is off to a sailing expedition with the boy scouts. I am quite jealous. Sallie is spending the day helping my friend, Pattie, with the costumes for Beauty and The Beast.  This is the musical that the Abu Dhabi Choral Society is presenting the first week of May. Our friend, Katie, is Belle. Pattie and Sallie have lots of great stories. I think Pattie has been to at least a dozen tailors in order to get the costumes made and at least 6 or 7 are making the various items.   At one rehearsal a guy started to strip down in front of them and poor Sallie's eyes bugged out. Pattie quickly said to change behind the curtain...Sallie: " I don't even know him!"  Pattie: "You DO NOW. " They both  ended up laughing a lot that night.    

WOMAD was fun but we sure missed Ryan.  Last year we sat with him.  So, Mike, knowing that I missed him called him from his cell phone not caring about the cost. We only talked for a minute or so, but it helped.  Some things are still bittersweet.

Hope you have a good weekend, too. Ours is almost over.  

He Came, We saw, He left.

Russell flew through here last week. On his way to his new job in Kabul, Afghanistan. And I mean..FLEW.  He arrived Monday night at around 8pm. He left our apartment at 2 am Thursday morning to catch a 6:30am flight in  Dubai.  It felt surreal.  Went by way too fast. The week before he came I counted down the days and even hours. We went to see Il Divo in concert at Emirate's Palace on Sat. and I kept thinking about Russell coming. At the park on Monday I thought about Russell coming... And I thought Mike would never get back from the airport on Monday night! :)  But the time was way too fast.

While he was here we celebrated sweet Sallie's 15th birthday and even had a few late gifts for Russell from his 22nd birthday in February.  We hung out. Talked. Laughed.  And ate at his favorite places like Arab Udupi and Lebanese Flower.  It did feel strange not to have Ryan here though.  Just not complete.   Robert pretty much stayed glued to Russell the whole 50 hours.  Then he was gone. But you know what? He is basically in the same time zone!!! Only a 30 minute difference from us. I love that.   Course not really excited about the Kabul thing, but it keeps us praying and trusting.  And we love that he is doing exactly what he wants and that he is trusting the Lord to lead him.  

If you would like to read more about his adventures he also has a blog....russellhildebrand.wordpress.com  He's already told us some fun stories.....Not sure if they will make the blog though. :)

Muscat is a Must

So...how did this faith muscle stretching thing go? Great.  Sallie had a wonderful time in Paris with the Hones. Definitely a trip she will always remember. Ryan and his two friends also had an amazing time driving from Lubbock to San Diego and back.  Definitely a trip he will remember but perhaps for different reasons.   And Russell, his trip is about to begin. He arrives on Monday and will be here a few days before he heads to Kabul.  He already said his goodbyes in Austin and is in Dallas right now doing the same thing. I've been praying for him a lot.  I remember those feelings and the sadness mixed with anticipation.

We also just finished a trip. Our first road trip of any significance. We followed Jeff and Mary Kenney and family to Muscat, Oman.   What a wonderful place. The people are sooooo friendly. And the beauty...very appreciated. It was about a 6 hour drive and included our first international border crossing by car.  Actually, things went quite smoothly. We were pleasantly surprised. :)   3 Days at the Intercontinental on the beach. Two nice pools. Great gym. Just enough sightseeing to get the feel of the country.  And back home again.  Did I mention how friendly the people are?  First morning there...walking across the hotel parking lot...and from the far corner a taxi driver yells..GOOD MORNING!!!  A taxi driver!!  Our whole family stood with mouths opened..is he talking to US??? We smiled and yelled our "Good Morning." It was great.

Mike enjoyed the breather from the chaos of working here, and we enjoyed the break from school and stuff.

I laughed coming back into town.. As we approached the Mussaffah bridge onto Abu Dhabi island,  Robert looks up and says, "Oh GOOD! There's the Grand Mosque. We are almost home. " Ha ha. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine anyone saying that. :)  It was a good trip. And it's good to be home.

We are looking forward to celebrating our Risen Saviour this weekend.  Blessings to you all.
He is Risen,
He is Risen indeed!

  

Here, There, and Everywhere

We stood together at 6am this morning. Sallie edgy with excitement, Mike and I queasy with nerves.  Mike prayed for Sallie, her flight and her visit with the Hones in Paris.  When he was done, I smiled and said this gives us all a chance to stretch our faith muscles.  Although, I think Sallie was fine with travelling by herself internationally, it was Mike and I who were/are feeling s t r e t c h e d. :)  The Hones'  flight is to land two hours before Sallie's.  I'm sure it will all be fine.
 As I drove Sallie to her flight I thought about that faith thing...How life is full of opportunities to trust God, big ones and little ones.  How we sometimes think we are in control, when we really aren't.  And how things come around that remind us of that.  I smiled because as parents we want to protect our kids from making mistakes and we are just sure that if we are right there with them everything will be all right.   Hmmmm.... But the truth is we can't always be there, nor can we always make things turn out right.  So we learn to trust.
Right now we have Ryan travelling across the US with two friends, praying and sharing the love of Jesus with those they encounter.(gonefishin2010.blogspot.com). We have Sallie en route to France and we have Russell preparing for a two year adventure in another Middle Eastern country where the Lord has led him.
This faith muscle- stretch- thing is not easy. Sheesh.  But you know what?  I'm glad my kids are who they are. I'm thankful they are learning about their own faith muscles.  And I'm especially thankful that my God loves them more than I ever could and He will fulfill His purposes for them.
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ps. I'm also thankful that I can see Robert sitting on the couch right here in front of me. :)

4 Day Getaway

Mike and I spent 4 great days in Egypt last week.  This picture is from the front of the National Museum in Cairo.  It was a great trip.                      

And here we are in front of the real thing.

Our group at the Great Pyramids in Giza.

We did all the fun tourist things. Dinner on the Nile River was wonderful and included a show with a belly dancer and a sufi dancer. Sufi dancers are male. They wear huge skirts and spin and spin for long periods of time while doing tricks with the skirts. It's really amazing. After the show we sat on the deck and watched the Nile go by. Before we left on Saturday we spent the morning at the market..Khana Khalili(spelling?) Although it was fun, well, shopping isn't my thing. :) And truthfully, after having been to the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul and to the Medina in Fez several years ago...well, it's a big market.  What can I say? :)I did laugh though when my friend Pattie came up to me with this brilliant smile and said "Now this really energizes me!!" I smiled back and said, "Uh huh, it sucks me dry." 

But the trip filled me up. Lots of fun and laughter. When I got back to Abu Dhabi I pulled out Sallie and Robert's history books to read about Egypt's history. (It'd been awhile, should have done that before we left.)

We are so thankful we got to go. Memories that will last forever. And next time we want to go to Luxor and Alexandria.  Course, don't know when that will be, but we can dream. 

Today's Forecast

The weather here can be fairly predictable. In the summer..hot, hotter and  "drop dead get me out of here". A common conversation for those of us leaving for the summer is how we want to beat the heat and so on. Now the winter is a different story.  70s and 80s are the temps of the season.  Really beautiful.  We head to the beach. We walk to the park. The whole population moves outside.  Even so, because there is little change, well, it gets kind of boring. :)  I mean, how sad is it when you hear a kid say, "Hey look, mom, clouds!!" Although, the truth is, the adults may say it more than the kids. And on the four days it rains...well, hang on. Like the flood pictures I posted a couple of entries ago, it was exciting.

Today, I joined my friend Kara on the Corniche to walk.  Several days a week there are a few of us moms who are walking along the newly renovated beach boardwalk.  It's been so nice. But today, there was FOG!  It was a fun change.  Kara moved here in September so everything is still new to her.  She mentioned how it felt so sticky and all. I just smiled and said, " Ënjoy the change."   I tried to take a pictue with my phone. Not sure it gives the full effect but you get the idea. :)

It Takes Time

On my bed I keep a pillow that says "IT TAKES TIME TO GROW AN OLD FRIEND".  I stuffed it in one of my suitcases as I was packing up the house two and a half years ago to move here.  It's a gift for my 40th birthday, from my friend Sandy. She surprised me that day when she flew down from Ohio to celebrate with me.

This pillow has lots of meaning for me. Sandy and I have been friends for 45 years. We met when we were little girls in New Mexico. Our dads worked for Arthur G. Mckee.  I remember I was fascinated with her long hair. All the way down her back. My mom always had me in a pixie hair cut...much like Tinkerbell's. And so began a wonderful friendship.  At age 5 we ended up in Salem, Missouri together.  She was at the surprise party my mom had for me when I turned 6.  Sandy used to tell me that all Sunday morning during Sunday school class my mom was watching her making sure she didn't spill the beans.  She didn't!! (My mom's stare could be pretty scary...) We lost touch after Salem and then in 1972 dad came back from a trip,"Guess who lives in Aruba?"(our next location)...I had NOOO idea.  And it was Sandy.

    So, 6th, 7th, and 8th grade we had together.  And then high school we were apart..but by then we could make long distance phone calls and were able to write(she was horrible at that but we managed).  All our lives her mom would say to us..Silly Girls.  We laughed and giggled all the time. Sharing secrets little girls share and then big girls.  I was in her wedding after college.  About ready to have my second child, and she put me next to her size 1 sister in law. Wanted to kill her. But we just laughed.  

    Moving and saying so many goodbyes and hellos and goodbyes,  it makes a person appreciate old friends.  Like Sandy Lou. My parents were like hers and vice versa. Sharing so many memories,  and deep conversations about life and faith and marriage and kids, well, it takes time to grow an old friend.

    The Lord brought Sandy home to be with him on January 18th.  After several years of battling cancer, she is at peace.  We saw each other this summer in El Paso. Her sweet sister Sue, who treasures our friendship as much as we do..did..do, made it happen. Packed her up and brought her down to see me at my sister's house. We were altogether. Laughing. Sharing. Remembering. It was the best.   And I am so thankful.

Her beautiful hair.  Her sweet smile.  When I get there one day, Oh the laughter we will share.  Silly Girls.

Sandy Lou Maxey Rose  I will miss you.  Matt