Finally getting some time on the computer and I don't have to rush. In fact time is all I have right now. It has taken me awhile to get over jet lag this trip. My days are my nights and vice versa. I am thankful I brought lots of reading material and DVD's. I have never had a DVD player before and it was a last minute splurge before I left but it has definitely been a life saver.
I have spent a lot of time walking around Kiev. I do love this city it is so beautiful. The buildings are each different, the architecture has such ornate detail. I enjoy the sights and sounds that are so unique to this part of the world. The women here are beautiful and they really enjoy being girls. A hint of lace here or a ruffle there adorns the clothing in a way that we do not have in America. I am sure I stick out in my capri jeans. They walk around in high heels that are stilts. I don't know how they do it since it is dangerous if you are not looking down as you walk. There are pot holes and broken bricks on every side walk.
I have found some good places to eat with wonderful food. It is so neat the wait staff wears what looks to be traditional Ukrainian clothing. Yesterday Sveta and I sat at a sidewalk cafe and enjoyed the warm weather, the music, and all the sights.
I never have time at home to slow down. As much as I would like to have you feel sorry for me being all alone here, the truth is, I am really doing fine. It will get long at some point and I do miss my family, but I have also had those quiet moments to reflect and spend time with God. This is always a positive. Sleeping late is really nice, washing clothes by hand not much fun. I thank God everyday that I am here and soon to meet Lena.
Mark arrives on Monday morning and hopefully the SDA will see us that day. We have tickets to leave Tuesday to go to the region.
I will let you know how it goes please pray that they see us Monday.
This is the story of our 8 children. Our first 4 children were given to us by birth, our second 4 were waiting for us in Russia and Ukraine when we brought them home as teens.
Praying all goes well!
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