Muscle Mamas...

It might not take muscle power to be an Expat Mum, but it does take strength--inner strength, that is. Strength to say good-bye to old friends and family, settle in a new country with an unfamiliar culture and language, and to say good-bye to new friends as they move onto their next assignment or return home. Stacie and I met at a Thanksgiving dinner at the Busch’s the week we both arrived in Holland. We became instant friends and day trip buddies. Sadly, we had to say farewell in July when Lon’s job moved back to the US. Lucky for me, they live just an hour from my dad; her family joined us there for a pool party and we were able to spend a night at her house. While I’m bummed she’s not here with me in Holland, I’m thrilled to know I’ll get to see her whenever I visit my dad.