In 1995, Todd and I took the trip of a lifetime and brought back a "live" souvenior - - our daughter Ana-Maria. Our "trip" was actually to get her, sight unseen, after her adoption had been completed via power of attorney, in Romania. That trip changed our lives.
We stayed in an apartment in Bucharest that was very old and run-down, but had everything we needed in it. There was a small sort of hallway kitchen, a main room that had a nice dining area and an old futon-styled couch, and a TV. There was also a teeny hallway to a teeny bathroom, which had all we needed (toilet, old rusty tub, and sink), and a small bedroom. Outside the living area and bedroom was a wooden balcony that overlooked a courtyard, and on the other side of the courtyard was a very fancy outdoor restaurant where live ethnic Romanian music was played until about 3am every night. Of course, the first nights, this run-down place and the strange sounds of the music (we had to have the windows open - no A/C, and it was August, 100degrees plus in the days) made it difficult for us not to expereince the anxiety of being in a different world. We couldn't watch the TV but more than an hour a day and even then it was not in English. The one hour we could turn it on was when they were playing Superbook cartoons (in English -but with Romanian subtitles) and Ana-Maria loved them. Thus, we were literally immersed in simplicity. Oh no, we even had to talk to and relate to each other all day long! For food, we could walk to the open market or stop by a grocery - - there were no grocery carts though (and even when I went back in 2000, though they had them, they were tiny!). We got used to buying only what we needed for a day and carrying it back, with a toddler who was just getting used to us. We were a bit afraid of getting sick from the food, so we carefully boiled everything and prepared our meals... and that filled up some of the time. We sat on the floor for hours and played with the same blocks, with Ana-Maria - - it is amazing how many uses for stacking cups and blocks one can really find! In the evenings, we were blessed to be picked up by some people we had just met on the airplane on the way in (yes!) and taken to places to walk, and visit. Their company was so dear - - though neither of us hardly spoke each others languages.
I could go on and on - - but what I am getting at, is we were happy... euphoric! Of course, we had just gotten Ana-Maria and she was everything we'd dreamed of and more... but we also were living simply. We were not "plugged in" all day long. We weren't "supersized" all day with food and entertainment. Instead, we were relating to each other and those around us, and taking a new unusual place that had a lot more to offer than the place of abundance where we'd come from. One of the strongest and lasting impressions made on me was one evening, at around dinner hour. We heard a lot of shouting and such from the balconies in the courtyard of our building. I looked out, and chidlren were playing games with each other from the balconies of their apartments. I would have given anything to hear the words in English, but they were evidently saying things to each other, dropping down out of sight behind their railings, and then popping up again - lots of laughter. There were probably about 10 different balconies with kids on them playing this game. I kept thinking "yeah, and we've replaced that with the TV or video games... what a loss for America!"
The lesson of this week had a profound impact on me and is one I have to revisit occasionally. On days my kids are "bored" I think of that, and I encourage them to find some "unplugged" self-entertainment. When I grocery shop (and I mean GROCERY shop - - we put the back of the car FLAT at Costco) I think of how much of what I'm buying we really need at once. Some is good - - it is a big time-waster to be in and out of that particular store too often. But mostly, I think about how much "stuff" has gotten in the way of the relational lives God built all of us for.
As Easter weekend comes and we prepare to spend the weekend with very special friends, I am remembering this special lesson from Romania. This will be a relational weekend, hopefully as unplugged as possible, and one honoring the risen Lord.
By the way - - that "strange" music we heard in the nights became a lullabye by the end of our 5 night stay in the Romanian apartment, and we have several CD's of it here. Go figure!
Easter Blessings - Laura