I Miss Moldova

I really do...

I miss...
-bumpy van rides
-drinks with no ice
-sleeping with no a/c
-eating weird food

-saying things in Romanian (ok, only like 3 things...)
-not having to say anything...a smile says enough
-VIVA...grapefruit soda
-julia

-violeta
-olesa
-naked babies
-my team- dooglas cooch, block...my seesters...bradushka and kitty...pauly...world traveler jon...
-being pushed out of my comfort zone
-fields of sunflowers

-not caring what was on tv
-my Russian brother
-not having a cell phone
-playing potatoe
-jon and vadim
-playing volleyball in a skirt
-doing everything in a skirt
-walking to the castle store to buy ice cream and fanta
-singing songs in three different languages
-communist barracks
-farm animals tied up on the side of the road
-incredible people who love the Lord


Ok, maybe I don't really miss drinks with no ice or the weird food...but my heart longs to be back there, in spite of those things. It is hard for me to type this and not cry. It was only two months ago, but it already feels like forever. I'm already forgetting peopIes' names that I tried so hard to remember. It is crazy how quickly life goes back to normal...how quickly my attitude has becomes less and less mission minded and more and more self-focused...how easy it was to get back into the routine and file away the trip as just another trip...