Ohhh Flag Day… If we weren’t nervous enough coordinators walk into the room with all the flags of the countries we could go to… and all you hear is a gasp of excitement from all around us. It finally became very real to all of us exactly what we had gotten ourselves into. The Foreign Service Officers (FSO) sat together in the front of the room while all the spouses gathered together with one another for moral support. God bless the wonderful women that BabyGnome and I sat with, they were great at passing a handkerchief around as we all got the news of our new homes. The ceremony consisted of the director for the CDOs showing a flag, announcing the city, and then a long pause (or it seemed) before announcing the FSO who was going there. We are told not to cheer or make any noise but it couldn’t be helped and everyone gasped or cheered regardless of the rule, it is human nature for goodness sake! As the ceremony went on some of the posts we wanted were taken but then we saw the Green Flag with the beautiful writing on it and realized that it would be our next home even before they said Papa Gnome’s name. He was smiling ear to ear and I was crying for excitement and fright, had we made the right decision to put that high? Will Baby Gnome like it? Will we be safe? Will I survive the heat? I could go on forever but all the tears were of pride for my husband who has accomplished so much for our family.
After all that we went and celebrated with all the other great FSO’s and their families. We spent most of the night with Papa’s Gnome buddies that I like to call “The Three Amigos.” My Shopping Buddy Gnome (sense her husband is one of them) has a name for them as well “Dumb, Dumber and Dumba**”… she is a little more witty than me.
So now we have a lot of planning to do in order to start our new andamazing adventure and I really can’t wait to get it started. We promise more soon on our new home,
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