The weather here is amazing. It can feel a little humid sometimes coming from Oregon, but it doesn’t get overly hot since Kudjip sits over 5,000 feet above sea level. The flowers bloom all year long and if the afternoon gets warm, a breeze usually cools us off in the evening. There’s been a few cool mornings we’ve all searched to find the socks that were shoved to the back of the drawer with disuse.
After a very cold and icy winter in the States, I’ve enjoyed the steadiness of the weather here. With all the flowers blooming month after month, I didn’t really miss spring. And hearing about the heat waves back home, I was grateful for temperatures that don’t get much past the 80’s. So, I was surprised when reading Facebook posts about the coming of fall that I am missing this season.
I miss the cool air that gives a break from the heat of summer, but isn’t the biting cold of winter. I miss the smell of cinnamon and pumpkin spice. I miss pulling on a warm sweater to visit the pumpkin patch with the kids. I miss the leaves blanketing the back yard. And one day, when I was feeling homesick, I noticed that in our back yard is a tree that is changing colors and the colors are dropping to the ground. It is blooming with purple flowers and the petals are leaving a purple carpet on the ground with no need to rake them up. It was a small thing, but helped me remember that there will always be a push and pull with living overseas. There will be pieces of home that we miss while there are elements of life here that we could find no where else.