Merry Christmas!
Of all the fabulous Christmas Trees in Riga, this one is our favorite. Somebody in town has a very keen sense of design. Holiday cheer is everywhere downtown. We have the privilege of staying our first 4 nights in an apartment in Old Riga, right off the doorstep of Dome Square. We walk out of our building and are presented with this charming little Christmas Village.
The city is gorgeous with Christmas lights. They have done a wonderful, unique job of lighting up the night (which begins at 4:30pm).
Of similar beauty ;) we proudly present OUR Christmas Tree......
We spent Christmas Eve at a church service in the building of Jekabs' childhood church, where he fondly remembers receiving the gift of a tangerine each Christmas. Afterwards, we spent our time decorating our cute tree with homemade, paper snowflakes and paper ornaments. The boys loved it! I do hope the owner of the apartment forgives us for using his plastic water pitcher to hold the tree up! It was that or a trash can! We chose to be a touch classier than the can.
Our kids seem to be genuinely happy with the Christmas celebration we were able to scrape together in 2 hours while Jekabs' mom babysat. Although, after opening their 2.5 presents Isaac kindly asked me if that was all! I said "Yes, are you satisfied with your gifts?" He very graciously reassured me that he was. As a parent, there is always the conflict of not wanting to over-indulge, and yet not feel pangs of guilt or fear that we will disappoint their society induced high expectations of "Christmas magic".
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Now that I have made note of our Christmas, I will mention our traveling. The day went smoothly. Each of our 3 flights were shorter in duration then originally expected. We had the fortune of strong tail winds to speed our delivery to Latvia. Liva was manageable until the last 15 minutes. She just vented all her agony in that last, small jet plane. How do you explain to all the surrounding passengers that this little baby DESERVED every moment of her screaming agony, after enduring 15 hours of almost non-stop air travel? I was only sorry for her.
I must be honest and say regret and remorse are what greeted me at RIX (Riga International Airport).
"What in the world did we just do to our lives?"
Pang after pang of regret.
We gave up a lot materially and emotionally to move here. Jekabs gave up a very good, nice paying job. We gave up owning a home. We gave up a network of close friends. I gave up being able to converse normally to people. We made Isaac and Crish give up their best friends! I gave up my Cadillac! What a nice car that was! (By the way, it is currently sitting in Tulsa, Ok waiting for a better week then the week of CHRISTMAS to be sold!) We gave up 80% of our personal belongings. All we own is shoved into a 5 x 10 storage unit "closet" in Texas......We gave up America, for awhile.
But, now that the sensation of depressing culture shock is diminishing (my thoughts of regret are almost entirely gone), I am remembering the light. Partially, which is the lightened burden of not managing so many material possessions. 90% of the stress of moving is dealing with STUFF! This must equate to a similarly high percentage of life's frustrations being concerned with stuff. Saying goodbye to friends is deeply saddening, but dealing with stuff is awful. Now I understand why people hate moving. You have to find a place for every miniscule object you own, be it the trash can, recycling bin, a willing friend, donation center or storage tote.
Anyway, we all are healthy and and fairly happy. It is always a new adjustment to come back and adjust my expectations of how to live here. I love the fact that I just had a delightful conversation with a Latvian couple who just moved back from spending 5 years in England. Many of the adjustments were similar (why do people around here appear so grumpy!). Cheerfulness really is a choice that societies/cultures make. This culture has chosen to suppress emotions. Yes, all you Latvians know this is true! There is some benefit to this attitude, I suppose. You bypass a lot of pretentious social facades, which can be exhausting.
Our living situation over the next 4 weeks is not ideal. We will stay in Riga another 2 days, overnight with his parents for 2 nights, move into university dorm housing for 2.5 weeks, then settle into a more permanent apartment on Jan. 16. Is there a house shuffling song that is available to be our anthem?
Finally, a big THANK YOU to Jekabs' mom, Sarmite, for thoughtfully offering babysitting to us every afternoon we have been in town. That's a perk we are not used to!
We'll be in touch again soon!
April








