I’m sitting in a training session right now—I’m a trainer, not a trainee—so I can’t totally focus on a longer, coherent post. Snippets are in store for you today.

Memorial Day Weekend found me working and being reminded that I have one of the most amazing “jobs” of all times.  Facilitating a reunion for the adult TCKs from WorldVenture’s Austria field was exhausting and exhilarating at the same time.  What an incredible group!  It was a privilege to hang out with them, help care for their kids, listen to their stories and learn from their collective wisdom and experience.

The appointment I’d scheduled with a new endocrinologist for a second opinion bumped up my appointment and I got to see him last week.  It was good and frustrating all at the same time.  There’s nothing really new.  My thyroid function is still normal, so there’s not much to do.  He put me on a high dose of ibuprofen for a few weeks to see if that will make a difference in the way I feel.  The whole “I’ve been run over by a truck” feeling is getting pretty old.

I leave for NY at the end of next week.  I’ll be involved in training and advising people preparing to go overseas to work with TCKs.  Last year it was bittersweet.  I got to spend two weeks with good friends who used to be my neighbors, deepen friendships with WorldVenturers heading to the four corners of the world, and I got to meet a lot of others whose hearts beat similarly to mine.  Grief also nipped at my heels as I was reminded again of what was lost when I left Cote d’Ivoire and our community was dispersed throughout the world.  No matter how you slice it, two more weeks away from home that isn’t vacation is just two more weeks away from home.