The friend is one of Michael's anesthesiologist co-workers. Him and his wife are amazing people and they've really reached out to us and made us feel so welcome. It's been great to have them here and get advice and support from people who know what's up.
Anyway, we went to dinner with them and were discussing the decision process that the group faced back in January when choosing which candidate to offer the job to. It had come down to Michael and another very experienced female anesthesiologist. We felt like extreme under dogs but crossed our fingers, toes, eyes and everything so tight after the interview just hoping on hope that we had something more to offer. It turned out we did and I'll tell you what Joe said.
He told us that him and his colleagues truly consider this job a gift. We are here on the most beautiful island, with a competitive salary and an unreal work schedule. (I think I've mentioned the actual work schedule break down in the past but Michael doesn't like me to publish it plainly too often in case it gets jinxed somehow. You laugh but I'm serious, that's how righteous it is!) All of them agreed that this job needed to be given not only to a qualified person but to the person most likely to cherish it from every aspect.
Since being here we have been blessed from every angle. The lifestyle, strength of the church and school system are all wonderful. Our kids are in their element and are wet all. day. long. They actually have sand permanently in their scalp that I can't get out! Okay not permanent but pretty well embedded. We kneel down every night and gush with gratitude for what we have. The Lord has blessed us beyond comprehension and although there are moments where I want to scream (ie: the roosters and bugs) I can never shake the feeling of ultimate satisfaction in being here.
I really hope that this post doesn't come across as proud or preachy or arrogant because my true intention was to publicly give thanks and express my joy right now. Life has it's ups and downs but while we're living here I can't see a down that could actually get me down. The second the plane landed I thought, "I'm home," and nothing has changed that thought since.