It was a beautiful morning and it's always justified when choppers are flying. Today the kiddos started their real, official, day at their international school. And Mason's first day of Kindergarten. He didn't want to go but I am sure he'll warm up throughout the day. We arrived at school and the Indonesian school children were lined up and listening to their Principal speaking in Bahasa Indonesia very sternly. We walked around and found their classes. I watched them walk away and my heart sank. I was so surprised- I was ready and excited for them but selfishly I want to be with them all the time.
I walked up the hill to go to the travel agent and looked up the hill and smoke was billowing. The Papuans burn the hillside to make their gardens. A sign to me that life always moves on.
I walked down to our home and walked in the door- so deafningly quiet. The kiddos toys lay untouched and cereal bowls on the table. Oh how spoiled I was to have a whole summer with them. Totally priceless. So life does move on and to school they must go and for me as well.
So proud of them for being so brave in a strange new place.
As always to be continued....
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