Goodbye

Selling off our home in Tucson was indeed sad, but at the same time it meant the beginning of the next phase of my life in St. Maarten. Then came the dreaded moment of saying goodbye to my family and friends. To say that this was difficult would be an understatement.

With our bags packed, Ryan, Bentley, and I made the long journey to the Eastern Caribbean. By the grace of God, we, along with all of our luggage, made it safely to the island! The reality that I moved to another country finally set in.

For the last 5 days Ryan and I were able to lay the foundation for a new life in a new home. I realize that I could never have done this without him. In this country we are the minority and very much the outsiders. Because of this it is harder to accomplish day to day things such as purchasing a cell phone. You are an outcast from the moment you step off the plane. That feeling brings about a great sense of loneliness.

While I knew from the start that Ryan wouldn't be able to stay here with me, I didn't want to acknowledge it until the moment came. Well that moment came at 8:50 am this morning. I know that he will be back the first week of September for my White Coat Ceremony, but we have never been a part for more than 5 days. It's hard right now because I'm living in a different country and I haven't made any friends yet. School starts next Monday, and I am eagerly counting down the days. At least some studying will help keep my mind off everyone and everything I miss back in the States.

I want to thank everyone for your prayers over our travel and life in St. Maarten. I want to thank my husband for being my best friend, my lover, and my knight in shining armor. And most importantly, I want to thank God for all the blessings he has bestowed upon me and my family.

For God has not given me the spirit of fear: but of power, and of love, and a sound mind. - 2 Timothy 1:7