We’ve lived in Indonesia for 2 years and now here in Korea for 8 which makes it 10 years living away from home. That’s a long time.
I sit here and think of the person I was before all this and I can hardly recognize myself. I’ve changed in so many ways. I’ve learned new languages and understood new cultures only in a way that you can living in a place rather than visiting it. I’ve become and mom, grown as a teacher and started writing. When I move back to the States, I really won’t be the same professionally and individually.
But I was also thinking about the bizarre things that I learned how to do like:
1. Wash my clothes in a plunger washing machine (it’s one step better than by hand–well, maybe!)
2. Go without electricity for days at a time
3. No Internet
4. No cable
5. No car
6. Got a tough stomach
7. Going without peppermint patties and Twizzlers (I think that was my biggest sacrifice)
Most of those were from my time in Indonesia, but the experiences I had along the way make every hardship worth it.
So lately I’ve been saying my goodbyes. To our little bamboo grove, to my running trail, to my favorite kalbi restaurant and my favorite mountain. The hardest will be the goodbyes to friends of course. But I can’t think about that right now because I still have 19 more days.
19 days to capture in a memory.
19 days of Korea.
Stuck in Traffic YA Highway Contests