I’m not sure if it’s been my busy life, or my subconscious that has been procrastinating the next two blog posts, finishing these London posts makes me feel sad all over again.
Our last two weeks in London is naturally a blur. I was emotional, sleep deprived, stressed, anxious and every other thing. This post is just a gathering of photos from my phone during our last few days in our beloved home.
On a rainy afternoon there was a showing at the house, it was a second showing which I figured meant the people really wanted a chance to look it over. So we went to the library and then stopped at Lewisham Shopping Centre for some Magic Corn, one of our favorites.
On a gorgeous day Simon’s class had a trip to Greenwich Park, Amirah and I walked from our house and met up with his class at the park.
On a not so gorgeous day during their half-term break, we went with Cindy, Tyler and Kayden to the Thames barrier. These crazy kids.
At the end of May we had a ward social, a sort of farewell get-together where we played games and passed around #accomodatingbabe.
On our last Sunday we were completely overwhelmed with love and affection and fond farewells. Our dear friend Joseph Tawaiah gave us all these African tunics and we had hugs and kisses on the cheeks to last us until we found a new ward family. These people are the most remarkable people. Our friends were such examples of humility, loyalty, courage, diligence and deliberate faith. They were generous and thoughtful and we miss them dearly.
Our last week in London we stayed in a hotel because our house was empty and our furniture and dishes had been given away or packed away. So we promised the kids they could each pick their favorite restaurant. George and Iris joined us on Monday night when went to Nandos, and then came back to the house to say goodbye.
And that brings us to Thursday, June 9, which deserves its own blog post.