We’ve finally arrived! Well, last week anyway. We’ve unpacked and settled in a bit. We’ve talked to a lot of people and explored a lot. I’m still pretty much completely overwhelmed. I feel as though I’ve been hit by a truck, which may just be altitude sickness. I miss home, and my family back in the states. It’s only been one week so I’m hoping that the shock wears off and I’m able to enjoy it here. Either way, Lord I’m trusting in you. The kids seem to like it. They haven’t even really asked about back home. To be honest Lord , it feels like you’re somewhere else. I can’t do this alone and leaning on my husband too much will crush him. He’s dealing with a lot too, but I feel a resentful attitude growing inside towards him because of this move. Please remove that from me Lord because I know it’s not from You. Please help me Lord.