Russian Village to Moscow: What a contrast…

Boza and I got up early in the morning and found ourselves lost as we tried to get organized to go out and walk. It took me several seconds to understand that I had to find my way around new obstacles and get dressed with clothes that I have not seen or wore for a long time. I found a wardrobe full of things to wear and I found my favorite shoes that slip on and Boza jumped for joy at the sound of me grabbing the leash. We walked over an hour and looked at all the changes and non changes that had happened over the summer and after a few minutes we got our rhythm back and found life okay…

But the world that we entered last night late yesterday, is a huge contrast to the one we left yesterday morning. Boza and I went from the perfect world to an okay good world. For nothing is as perfect as a village, where you step back in time and nothing is comparable to a big city, that just feels safe and good…

I realized that I have the best of both worlds and I have a small quaint Russian village to live in (Called Sunrise to Freedom) and one of the largest cities in the world to traipse in (Called Moscow.) I discovered that I am blessed by all this and Boza and I came home to Sveta, the best girl in the world…

I am not going to write long today and I will get back in the groove over the next few days. Sveta and I have a trip to plan, plus I have to figure out how to work the contrasts that I have discovered and make a better life in the long-term for the whole family. I also am planning on next years time in the village and trying to finish some major projects to allow us to live there if need be…

Therefore I am back in Moscow and it really is a beautiful city…

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A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.