It's not like nothing has happened in my life lately, I've actually been swamped with events that have totally upheaved my emotional balance!
Here's a run down of them all:
1. I went to vacation camp with my brothers the beginning of February. It was ALL in FRENCH!
It was hard, and taxing too, since it was the first time I'd been away alone with out my parents, since moving to France. I was able to speak a little French though. My language skills are getting better. And I must say I am beginning to love the easygoing French culture more and more....but....well....France just isn't MY country yet.
2. End of February: Packing for SHARE!! That's the conference, in Hungary, we've gone to annually for the past 7 years. I was really looking forward to this trip, because SHARE is the only place there are teens JUST like me. Kids who live in a third culture, who have no true country because they share a little of all cultures.
Being at SHARE again was so good. Not only was it fun, but it was good for my soul. I had not realized up until that week HOW much I miss worshiping the Lord in my language. And how much I needed to talk to people my age who UNDERSTOOD. People who know what I'm going through everyday of my life.
Not that I'm complaining about my life! I love the life God has blessed me with. I love having lived in so many countries, but I can not deny that it is hard also. Living in so many different countries, knowing the best of all worlds...I can never be satisfied in one world. For different worlds they are: France, Austria, Germany...
Whenever I am in one country I long for another. My heart is never at peace. I have no home, no roots. Only in God can I find comfort and a home that will NEVER change.
Only other Third Culture Kids, and MKs (Missionary Kids) can understand. I have many friends from all over the world, and they all try to understand what I mean, when I say it is hard to be an MK. They all succeed to a certain extend. But I believe only another MK can understand what being a missionary really means.
Its not just adventures and cultures and leading people to Christ, like some believe. Being an MK also means to never be at peace until we reach the heavenly home of our Maker.
This is so complicated what I am trying to explain here. And a little contradictory too. Because, yes, being an MK is hard, but at the same time, yes, it is the best thing that can happen to you! Because, being an MK, you learn what the true meaning of Home really is: JESUS.
3. My painting made it to the final round of the 2010 HSLDA Art Contest!!
The final ruling will be in April.......who knows.......
