As temporary, by design, as this house in Fort Worth has been for us, it's been our home base for right at five months now since we arrived from Ukraine in mid-July. So in that way it's gradually become home, even though it's actually home away from home (in Ukraine).
Earlier this afternoon we stepped back in the door of this house for the first time in a while... again. We've been in the Lubbock area for the last three weeks spending time with our new sponsoring church and dealing with visa document procedures. Before that we had spent some time out in California. Before that we had been in Lubbock visiting with the Shallowater church the first time.
All together we've been "home" at this house for 7 of the past 49 days. That means we've been away -- on the road, staying with a variety of others, more or less living out of suitcases -- for 42 of the last 49 days. Yes, 42 of the last 49 days. Further, if you count back to the birth of Ezra, it's been 110 days since he was born. We've been away from our Fort Worth home for 59 of those 110.
We had originally planned to be on a plane right at this moment on the way across the Atlantic Ocean. We would have loved to be back in Ukraine this week, but that turned out to be outside of our control (no big surprise there). Our visa documents were so delayed that there was no time left to actually apply for our visas. So last week we had to push our tickets back. Due to a combination of uncertainty about visa processing times and trying to minimize ticket change fees, our tickets have been changed to a January 15th departure.
All that aside, we are very glad to be back here. This is the third time we've returned to this house since we left it on Oct. 26th, but this will be the first time we actually bother to unpack all our bags from the previous trip. We have no plans on the immediate horizon to go anywhere, and that is just fine for now.