Last night, Valerie and I were talking and she had a realization that shocked us. During this whole back pain/surgery saga, never once has either of us thought or said, “We wish we lived in the US.” or “This would be easier if we lived in the US.” It hasn’t even crossed our minds.

That is totally weird because we have thought and said that regularly over the past two years. Our first year, hardly a week went by that one of us wasn’t ready to call the travel agent and get on the next flight.

I guess this is becoming “home.” (NOTE: for friends and family, this does not mean we are staying here forever. That’s up to God. We would move back to the US tomorrow if God told us to. I’m always listening for Him to tell me that it is time to go back). It is good that we feel comfortable here and that we aren’t ready to jump ship at any signs of trouble.