The other place

In their rivalry Oxford and Cambridge Universities each can refer to the other as 'the other place'.  Returning from US to Cambridge yesterday really felt like 'the other place' too.  Our Chicago stay flew by with each day so full of activity with work and friends it really seemed we were back at home there. And now we are thankfully back with friends at home here. Thank you to all our friends both sides of the Atlantic who have supported us in prayer and interest.

I like the Gerald Locklin poem which sums up some of the two place syndrome:

                                                    where we are
                               i envy those 
                              who live in two places:
                              new york, say, and london;
                              wales and spain;
                              l.a and paris;
                              hawaii and switzerland.


                              there is always the anticipation
                              of the change, the chance that what is wrong
                              is the result of where you are. I have
                              always loved both the freshness of
                              arriving and the relief of leaving. with
                              two homes every move would be a homecoming.
                              i am not even considering the weather, hot
                              or cool, dry or wet; I am talking about hope.


Of course not everything went to plan.  I will post soon about our discovery back here!