People might think we LIKE to move. We seem to do it often enough!
Here we are in a new apartment, a new suburb, making new friends. Imagine a family of five and all their belongings squeezing into a small two-bedroom apartment. That’s us! Well, let me clarify. We moved all our stuff out of storage yesterday, and God amazingly gave us a storage area right next door! Japan doesn’t do self-storage units like the US, so it was a concern.
It was quite a day yesterday. Raining. Rainy season just began, you see. More of a light mist. Norman tried to get the 2-ton truck into the narrow driveway between two buildings without success, ending up parking alongside the narrow road between our apartment and the storage building. (Follow me so far?) About five minutes into the unloading (with all three of our kids making trips back and forth), I slammed my “glass” toe into something and re-fractured it. If you don’t know, I have delicate, skinny toes that are prone to breakage. I ended up in the moving truck, sliding stuff to the doors. Out of the blue, a group of elementary school children on their way home from school stopped and offered to help. They said we looked pitiful and wanted to help! Well, praise God! They made countless trips back and forth, saving the heavy boxes for the sturdiest boy, who also happens to be our new neighbor.
We got it all unloaded with no other incidents, other than providing Cameron and Chloe “the best day since we got here!” They made a ton of new friends! They played again today with them, having the time of their lives.
God works in mysterious ways!