I'm sorry I haven't written in a while, and I dont have an excuse, except 'till Thursday night. After Aimee Johnsons graduation, we came home and our parents sat us down in in the living room. My dad said, that today, he has resigned from Young Life and that we're moving back to the States. I was screaming at the whole house, because it was unbelievable. I did NOT believe it. Not one bit. Everybody started crying. I felt so numb after Andrew left to take a roll on his rollerblades, I picked up my book and started to read. Then I'd start to cry, then I'd stop again and feel numb. We didn't go to sleep that night until 12:30, and before I found out, I just want to share with you an email I sent to Brio (my christian girl magazine):
Hey Brio staff! (or who ever is reading this)I'm a missionary kid in the Czech Republic. In July's there was an article namly: Brio loves MKs!I'm replying to that article in this email.
What's the most difficult adjustment you face when returning to the States (or your home country)?
One of the hardest adjustments I face when coming back to the States is going to all the churches. We visit a different church almost every week, to tell people about how our ministry working with kids is going and how they can help. We only visit America every other summer though. I dont't have to many fond memory's from the kids, because when I was younger I'd ussually be sitting in the pew, listening to my dads missions update, not in Sunday school because when I would try to go to Sunday school nobody would accept me, or even talk to me for that matter. I would miss my
friends back at home.
What do you love most about the country you're ministering in?
I love that I've adjusted here and it's home for me. I'm guessing I know more about Czech Republic than America, since I've gone to Czech school all my life. I know the area I live in very well, I know the language fluently and I have three awesome Czech friends, who I get to minister to every day at school. I've also gotten used to the food. It's nothing that different, just different dishes at restaurants, it's not your average corndog. I also have amazing Christian American friends. I call this place home. I've lived here all my life, and it's just like an American living in the States, with some exceptions. If someone gave me the choice where I'd want to live, America or here, I'd choose Prague in a heartbeat. I know where to be cautious, on streets, public transportation, etc. America is my country, but Czech Republic is my home.
If that's not spilling out your feelings, I dont know what is. I let my mom read it that night, and she started crying and she showed it to my dad. I don't want to move to America. Just imagine this, you are living in your home country all your life, next year you are going to a school that you have dreamed about all your life, where everybody is nice and it's one big family, You've always dreamed about having your birthday on a Saturday, which is this year so that you can have your friends over for a sleepover and have it that exact day and then.... all those dreams go away. You're moving to the other side of the world, where you dont have any friends, except family, you don't know any of the culture barely at all, AND you're leaving your home. I don't want to move to America, we're leaving around two weeks before my brithday, about one week before my dream school starts AND, in jst the time to go to school. Though I want to be homeschooled when we go to America. I know that these are just hormones, but when I go to America, I feel like I dont want to make any friends, wanna be homeschooled, barely ever go outside and be in my room all day. I know that sounds critical, and I bet that I won't feel that way later, but I a so sad. Please pray that Gods will is for us to stay, and if it's not that we will have wonderful peace and joy when we move. I will miss my friends and home so much, the pain has already started. Please just pray for our family.
Love, Peace and Blessings,
That Missionary Kid
(Not so much anymore!!!)
5 comments:
wow! that almost made me cry and i didn't cry!!, i'll be praying for your family! keep me updated, love your bro!
sarah- i will be praying. i cannot imagine how hard that decision was for your dad and mom. i cannot imagine moving half way across the world to a place you have never really lived but is where you are 'from'. God has an amazing plan for your life, that I do know, and I know He will give you strength for the move. keep posting on your blog so I can keep updated. katie in iowa
Hey Katie! That really means a lot to me. Even though I odnt really remember you, it really is great from you that you are keeping in touch and that you are so caring thank you really much!
Hi MK--I think your name is Sarah from the above comment left by Katie. My name is Margie, I'm a 35 year old Mom in the US and grew up as a MK in Austria and Germany. I have never posted on a stranger's blog before, but feel compelled to leave a note of encouragement. I googled "mk grief" today (because of some grief I as an adult MK am experiencing) and found your blog (which by the way--if you don't want google to search your site, you can change your permissions). Anyway, your post titled "please pray" really hit home with me. I recall nearly exactly the same emotions from 1989, when my sister and brother and I were sat down to be told we were returning to the US. I was 17, and had lived in Europe since age 2. I remember the shock, numbing fear, and utter loneliness that you're expressing. Wow, you really express yourself well. It doesn't make any sense and you may be even angry that a stranger would interfere in your life through a comment on your blog, but for me, it did turn out okay. My US youth group was such a joy for me, and school in the US was SOOOO easy! (especially after European schools!) Hang in there, process your goodbyes (allow yourself to grieve) and see if you can attend a transitions seminar for MKs when you get to the US--it really, really helped me, and many others I know. Your fellow MK-- Margie
Hi Margie,
Thanks a lot for commenting on that, that really did encourage me. Right after I read that, I told my mom to read it. After she did, she asked me to comment saying that that broke her heart in a good way:). Thank you a lot. One of my dear friends is leaving for the US just for the summer on Monday ( Today is Saturday), and it will be one of the last times I see her. She comes back only three days before we leave. My others friends are also going to be gone quite a lot this summer. Please, really feel free to come and look at my blog! I try to keep people posted.
Love, Peace and Blessings,
That Missionary Kid
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