I want this blog to be a place where I share honestly with our friends, family, and supporters the good, the bad, and the ugly about our experience in El Salvador. That being said, I am glad it’s February! The month of January has been the toughest one for me personally in this whole process. The packing, the good-byes and all of those other things were difficult to be sure but I feel like I have personally been through the wringer a bit this past month. I’m sure many of you can relate with your own stressful months!
In our training we learned that right around the three month mark many people enter the “chaos” stage of cultural transition. Well I am definitely there! I have felt a lot of frustration and inner turmoil ranging from thoughts of everything from “why am I really here?” to “STOP TALKING TO ME IN SPANISH!!!!” to “I hate it here, I want to go home” to “there is no hope for this country, why don’t I bail now?” Some days I just have to laugh at the stupid things that set me off. For example: roosters crowing at 3am, our neighbor having a mariachi band playing until 2:30 yet again, crazy traffic, a women yelling all day in the street asking for extra bottles for her food stand, more Spanish, our water randomly not being piped to our house, not being able to put the trash out the night before because the wild street dogs will tear it apart, and so on…you get the idea. As I’m writing these I am laughing, but I’m telling you this past month I wasn’t laughing too much!
But all of this is to be expected, right? It’s the unexpected that seemed to push me over the edge the last few weeks. Jon came down with Dengue Fever. This left him weak and tired, and me stressed and frustrated. The kids were at each other’s throats and I thought I was going to lose my mind. But even in these chaotic times of facing the unexpected, I can still thank God for the opportunity to live a very un-boring life. After all, how fun would life be without a little chaos every now and then!