One more week…

At the moment I type this, I vision myself in Lima with Elizabett at my side. That will be the case in seven days from now. We can’t wait to see each other. Friday, June 3rd, around 11:15 p.m., my plane is scheduled to arrive at the Jorge Chávez International Airport in Lima. Actually, my second entry in Peru. Then three years and one week ago, we arrived from Holland to celebrate our third wedding on May 31 of 2008. God has been good and I trust in His goodness and faithfulness as I get ready to make the move from the US to Peru. South America is going to be the fourth continent where I will live. If my ten and a half month experience in Africa is going to help me is the question for now. In my heart and mind I am ready for it, but what happens unconsciously… I will know in a couple of weeks.

Transition. That’s the word that applies to Elizabett and me these weeks. Elizabett is back in the place she left almost eight years ago. That may sound like an easy move for those who have never moved, but the ones who did move know that even this can be a big transition. I am looking forward to get to know Lima, the Peruvian people, the culture, and customs better. Yes, a transition, but hopefully a good one. At this time of the year it means also a move from hot San Antonio, to cold Lima. Lima is getting ready for winter and San Antonio where temperatures are in the high 90’s F/ 30’s C. and it’s not yet summer. For Elizabett this is a negative side of the move, for me it’s rather positive.

I have one more week to say goodbye to my friends and San Antonio. We will miss you, but the memories will always be in our hearts!

Instead of goodbye, let’s say: See you later!