It has now been a little over a week since I stepped foot back on home soil. It felt strangely good to be back in the States after being in The Netherlands, even if I was only gone a week. I was surprised how relaxed I felt as soon as the plane touched down in Boston. No longer would I have to feel self-conscious about not knowing the language! I hadn't even really realized how "tense" I was about that.
I am eagerly awaiting its arrival! I am under no illusion of becoming a fluent speaker of the language, but I would at least like to be able to ask someone where a restroom is, how much an items costs, or if they speak English, IN DUTCH. I bought a phrase book while I was there which enabled me to recognize some words, but I have not a clue how to pronounce them. Jay and I laughed because I was trying to use my pronunciation rules from Senora Evans' Spanish class! Ha, somehow it just didn't sound right!
Okay, for the clarification: Jay and I are NOT permanently moving to The Netherlands. We will be there until he finishes his degree, which will culminate at the end of September. At this point we are unsure where we'll be after that. We are keeping all options open, including coming back to Wyoming. This is one of the scary parts of this adventure, but we are trusting and continuing to pray that we will know where we should be.