Today was the first day of school for Abyala. She’s four and entering Pre-K at the American School of Ulaanbaatar in Mongolia. She starts with full days, straightaway. I held her hand extra tight.
We were picked up by a new friend who is now our driver. Taking us to school with old friends whose daughters are also attending ASU for the first time. These are the girls you prayed for! God brought Abyala friends to her school. They aren’t in her class, but they will be nearby. The familiarity is already comforting.
As we waited for the school day to start, there was an Opening Ceremony outside. We sang the Mongolian national anthem. Dark clouds loomed overhead. Abyala was excited but getting more nervous as she waited. Her name was the very first on the school roster. She bravely ran up to her teacher, waving goodbye to me. I followed her into the building and got her cubby all organized as she went into her classroom to begin playing. We kissed and said goodbye. Her eyes a little puffy on top and red underneath. Holding back tears. Mimicking mine now.
As I write, I miss her. We’ve been reading the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe together. I see it on my night stand and I hold back the tears. Oh how I love her! I can’t wait to read to her tonight.
She was strong today. Not because she had to be, but I think because God enabled her to be. Praying that she will feel Jesus with her. His comfort. His strength. His joy. Thank you to the many who are praying for Abyala! Please continue. We are continually grateful for you.