Cati Goes to Haiti

Katie and I took a moto selfie. I know it hasn't quite been a month, but I feel there is a lot that has happened in the last few weeks to unpack for you. I left my last blog sharing with you how life here can be really weird. That hasn't changed. It's still weird. But, in that weirdness, I'm finding contentment. This post is meant to share with you how God has been moving and {reigning} in my life the last few weeks. Let's start the week before Hurricane Matthew. It was a "normal" week. We were in about our 6th week of school and I was really starting to feel like the kids and I were finding our groove. We had a routine. The kids are pretty excited for what they are learning about. Micah has struggled with math a little bit. It is not his favorite thing, but we did some extra practice and I think I actually heard the words, "This is fun!" escape. Algebra will do that to you. [It's my favorite.] He is also learning about American Histo...

If someone were to ask me how to describe Haiti in one word I think my word would have to be weird . Life here is weird for so many reasons. I was the "responsible, white adult" that took Chloe and Jude on a walk to the market to get "popsicles." Weird #1: Time and Work Time is not the same here. It’s slow, but it’s fast. Days drag, weeks and months fly by. It’s crazy to me that I’ve already lived here almost 7 weeks. Very few people in Haiti, including us, work a 9-5 job. “Jobs” are completed during the morning hours. School is during the mornings hours. Then, you have an afternoon of hours to fill. As missionaries, this doesn’t always look this way. In a way, we never stop working. Things come up, but then sometimes they are really slow. People show up on our porch needing things, we go on adventures, we take naps, we binge watch Netflix. No two days ever look the same. Weird #2: Church I live in a beautiful country. Church is not the same h...

Three Weeks. They say that is the first milestone you hit when you move somewhere new. It is the first moment that hits you of, "Oh, I'm not going home for a while. This is my new home." Three Weeks is how long I have been living in Haiti. Though, I must say that it seems like much longer. The days are long here, but the weeks pass by quickly. Hanging out and being silly with Jude Some snuggle time with Moses.  When moving to Haiti, I wasn't sure exactly what to expect moving to a new country, a new house, with new people. I didn't have many expectations. Maybe that is why my transition has seemed so "easy." I feel as though I'm adjusting well, which is a huge blessing. I'm still learning things and will be for the weeks and months to come, but it's nice to feel "comfortable." Week One brought a lot of observations for me. Just getting a handle on life here and what it looked like. I spent a lot of time with the Brouwer ...