We have now settled back into the life we know in Germany. It has been a hard transition with the time change and habit changes. The flight was good, it was the aftermath that about killed us all. By Wednesday, Celia and Sadie were doing well. They were napping good and sleeping good through the night. Carissa and myself on the other hand, had a hard time in the wee hours of the night. We shared a moment together at 3 am Wednesday night (or I should say Thursday morning) . She complained of being hungry and could not settle back to sleep. My only prayer for getting sleep that night was going to be to feed my child and so I did…..toast! After settling her back in bed, I climbed into my bed ready to keel over. The only part of my body that was working worth a dime was my mind and it was doing overtime that very moment! Wouldn’t you know it!

By Saturday everyone was back on track and doing great. We have stocked our shelves and fridge with food again and settled back into routines. Why then does it still feel weird to be here?

Driving, looking at the scenery, and shopping seem very familiar but yet strange. I can’t quite put my finger on it, and know that by the time I do, it will be to late. My only guess right now is that we are somewhat in a “lame duck” phase of our stay here. With 17 months behind us and only 7 months left, it is hard to justify certain purchases and plans. I just got here and am already thinking about how and when to start arrangements for our move back. Things have to be done, timed just right, and organized beyond even my advance organizational desires. Places still left to see, vacations to be planned, foods to soak up, and lots more. Basically, so much to do and the sand is running out of our hourglass.

This feels like “home” but my “home” is fading away. My friends back in the states made fun of me because I kept calling Germany “home”. Funny thing is… I never even realized it. In this kind of life, where is home? Is it where you currently are or where you are on the long haul?

In any case, it is good to be here back to our normal way of life. It feels wonderful not to have to go somewhere or shop for something. I guess I burned myself out running around in Indiana and now I can sit back and recover for the next 7 months. By then, I am sure I will be ready to run the restaurant gamut again.