Posted by: monsonmadness | June 4, 2012

Home again

So, is it just me, or is it ironic that we’ve only been off this rock a couple of times in the last year, but that the day we flew back into American Samoa on June 2nd, was exactly one year to the day that Michael arrived here?

It was a really weird feeling leaving the “normalcy” of New Zealand knowing we were stepping backwards in a sense to a very different life in American Samoa. In lots of ways we didn’t want to leave. It’s hard to explain without sounded critical. Let’s just say that the most people who live in American Samoa have never been off the island, and if they have, it has only been to Western Samoa which isn’t too different from here. The locals here have only seen highways, traffic lights, elevators, escalators, trains etc in movies. They don’t really have an idea about mass transit, shopping malls, skyscrapers, zoos, theme parks, museums, or even parks for the kids to play in. They live a very simple life, and in many cases don’t know what they’re missing.

We have been spoiled on our vacation and enjoyed being able to buy what we wanted when we wanted, and enjoy a variety of choices in all aspects of life.

One whole year. What a year this has been. Since we arrived last night, the reality of our life here hit me smack in the face. Today I had to get a poisonous centipede out of the house and kill and bunch of ants and flies. The hole in our bathroom ceiling is huge and getting bigger every day. I took the photo below just before the plaster fell in (the day before we left) but the landlord doesn’t care. We tried to go to bed last night but the howling dogs kept us awake. We came home to torrential rain which still hasn’t let up, and to a disconnected home phone for some reason. This afternoon I was pulled over by police for driving on the left side of the road! Oops! Guess I got used to things in New Zealand.

So, in a way, it feels like we never went on vacation. It feels like we’re right back where we started in the thick of things, trying to stay positive in the middle of less than ideal circumstances. Tell you what though…you can’t beat the joy of seeing your jubilant children at your return. Home is wherever the family is all together. The kisses, the hugs, the excitement of it all. It was wonderful. We are so blessed.

Home sweet home.



  1. Excited kids always makes coming home from vacation a little easier. Congrats on surviving 1 year!!

  2. Children can certainly make us feel loved. About the hole in the ceiling, aren’t you guys moving to another place soon?

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