Oh Canada…

Many people forget that I am indeed Canadian. I was born in Ontario and lived there for 18 years. It is funny to think that even as a little girl I knew that I was going to marry an American. I remember asking my Mom what she would do if I did marry internationally, and her answer was hurried, “I guess it would be okay as long as he was a good guy.” She obviously was unaware that God was busy preparing this little five year old’s heart for something big!

I haven’t been home for almost 3 years. Now that the summer is ending, I am feeling a little sad that I have once again missed out on one of my favorite summer pastimes. There is nothing like hanging out by Lake Huron on a large cool rock, underneath the warm sun, listening to the seagulls over head, while eating hot homemade chip truck fries, loaded with sea salt and malt vinegar. Yum…I can almost taste it! The last time I had this wonderful experience was five years ago! And it hit me this morning that this summer was my last oppourtunity for a long time, since next summer we plan to be in Brazil. One day I will share this pleasure with Caleb and Gabriella. It is a wonder American’s haven’t caught on yet!

We are hoping to visit my family this fall. But once again we are at the mercy of the USA goverment. My papers need to be approved before I can return, and who knows how long that will take! I just need to accept the fact that for the rest of my life I will be dealing with visas and passports and documents. Ugghhh…

Please pray for us that our request for ten year residency will be approved quickly! It’s not just the fries that I miss (wink!)