Jakarta has not been an easy post for me. As sad as I am to leave our friends, I'm also ready to brush the dust off my feet and be ride of this place. So many things are good about our life here, but so many things are hard and it can be hard to remember the lovely in the midst of the frustrating.
But one thing that has been consistently lovely is our home, in our neighborhood, on our street. We live in a house full of natural light and beautiful, soft rugs. We live in a neighborhood full of kids and trees and grass, where it is not uncommon for children to drop their backpacks and race outside to meet their friends, not returning for hours. We live within easy walking distance of a solid gym, three swimming pools, one of the city's best grocery stores, a book store, a cafe, fabulous coffee, fresh cut flowers, and a truly lovely French bakery.
We drive away forever in about six hours. And I will miss so many things, and I will be happy to leave so many things behind. But this has been home, and for that I am truly blessed.
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