I’m Bulgaria. Should I be excited? I should be excited. We’re practically celebrities here. We made it on the national website for helping with clean Bulgaria day and then we made the newspaper when we were special guests of the mayor at a local festival. There’s roses and gardens and every house has a balcony. It definitely has a magical small town feel.
I’m not unhappy being here, I’m doing everything i should. I genuinely love our hosts and the work the church is doing here. But something feels off.
Something feels out of place. Maybe I feel out of place. Transitions are hard. Going from Bolivia where we lived at a boys home and ministry was pretty much 24/7 to living in our own apartment above a church doing maybe 3 hours of work a day makes for a rocky transition.
The culture is different. I keep trying to speak in Spanish. Our work here is different. And I left a piece of my heart in Bolivia. The transition is rough. But that’s ok. It’s growing me.
I don’t really have too much to say yet, but I do feel like I’m living in a storybook. It’s hard to adjust from pouring my heart for a month to being spoiled and sometimes wondering if I’m even spending my free time productively.
