Need My Head Lifted (Ps 3:3)

So I am sitting with Jon in this cafe tears continually streaming down my face.  I just cannot stop crying and right now our 6 hour time difference is the worst because I need to see your faces.  My amazing chocolat chaud (hot chocolate) and almond croissant help a little as do the 4 encouragement cards I have already read.  It is going to be like a 10 encouragement card day!

Just dropped my two precious children off at their new French speaking school, Le Jardin D'Elsie-Elsie Garden School.  Last week we were turned down by 2 different schools and the rejection was horrible. One school already had 26 kids per class with 1 teacher.  But from the moment we walked into this beautiful city school we were overwhelmed by God's provision.  Both secretaries spoke choppy English but hugged my kids and kissed their heads.  This school has an inclusion program with a teacher who will help with Addy with her French.  They even teach a little religion and we had 6 different religions to choose from...of course we chose Islam.  I haven't lost my sense of humor yet

Jax cried the 20 min. before we got there but did ok at drop off.  When we walked in with him crying the Directriss of the school wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the head.  I can feel God's love for us even in this hard time.  Jax is more mad than anything and on the advice of his teacher, Madame Christal we will pick him up this week at 12:00 instead of 3:30.  She speaks excellent English and was really sweet to him.  He already has a field trip into the Grand Place tomorrow!

Addy's teachers, Monsieur Gael (guy) and Madame Caroline are both ridiculously good looking. Monsieur Gael is really young and adorable and speaks excellent English.  I could tell Addy was into him as he sweetly told her "eveything is going to be great."  We met her French tutor Madame Ruth and her Dutch tutor, Monseiur Guiseppe; he is this adorable little Italian guy who also speaks excellent English.  She will have Dutch 2 hours a week and her French tutor 3 hours a week.  Way to totally overwhelm my kids and I Belgian school system.  Addy will also have swimming 2 times a month at the local pool!  Addy clung to us and cried.  It was gut wrenching.  Her Dutch tutor took her by the hand and led her over to her class line.  I tried not to look behind me but thankfully when I did she was holding Madame Carolines hand and I couldn't see her tear streaked face.

I cried unashamedly the entire block to the tram, on the tram, and at this little like Tropical smoothie cafe when the really sweet cashier asked me how I was.  LOL  I still will spill my guts to anyone who will listen in any language!!  As I type this I cry and I really can't imagine the tears stopping today but I keep trying to hold it together for the kids.  Please pray for my precious ones today and especially tomorrow-I think it will be harder.

Jon and I will look at 2 other apartments at 11:00 today but I think we have landed on the one that has the huge terrace.  It brings such happiness to my kids and I want them to feel like they had a say in where we live.  It is small but I keep reminding myself that there is no perfect place and that I am so blessed to even have somewhere to live when I look around this city and everyone who goes without.  I feel like the school and the way we have been treated there is another confirmation of this apartment.  In our current "home" we have to commute 45 min. by bus and then tram to get the kids to school.

I can't wait to start a real "home" and get a television, and a bed, and a washer and dryer, and hopefully some better sleep.