i believe this is my 100th post. maybe something profound will come about.
i promised photos of india and i havent followed through. maybe that will be my post number 101.
as i took the bus in and out of seoul last friday i had this sense of closure about the city and about korea. i found myself grieving korea for all its good and all its bad. while going over the han river i looked around at the city, full of millions of people, and wondered if i would ever be there again.
leaving korea last summer was devastating. i think mostly because i knew that a chapter of my life was over. korea was never going to be that way again and i was at a loss. i ended up having the most amazing summer, but even so was anxious to get back to korea. this time around i know that i'm leaving korea permanently. i'm not opposed to living here or coming back to visit, but i dont necessarily ever see that happening. it's strange. i'm sad, but content. i wouldnt change anything. and i guess that's a good feeling.
i told all of my classes today that i was leaving. i got the normal reactions of sorrow and joy, depending on the student. what's odd is how i feel or the lack thereof. i think when i came back this year i tried really hard to not get attached to any one student. i was an emotional basket case by the time i said good-bye to all of my students last year and i was bound and determined not to get close to any students this year. unfortunately, i've done a pretty good job of that. i can honestly say there will be less than 5 students that i'll truly miss from my school this year. that makes me sad.
i am at a loss for words.
transitions into new times in your life are always hard. i dont mind them- God knows i've had quite a few and i'm only going to have more- but it's still tough. i already cry when i hug certain people, knowing that it will soon be the last. i find myself being more observant of others so that i dont forget their little quirks. this year, as a whole, was tough, but i wouldnt change any of it. again, that's a good feeling.
so here's to less than two weeks left in korea. where am i going next? england i hope.. it's amazing how little control i have over the next two weeks of my life. am i flying to chicago? am i flying to london? will paperwork get sorted? will things fall through? is there a different path? or is the timing just off?
i thank God for friends. without my friends and their support, prayers and love, i would be lost. i would be hopeless. i would be hiding under my bed. and even though i'm frustrated beyond belief, i know who is really in control and i find a strange comfort in that.
i promised photos of india and i havent followed through. maybe that will be my post number 101.
as i took the bus in and out of seoul last friday i had this sense of closure about the city and about korea. i found myself grieving korea for all its good and all its bad. while going over the han river i looked around at the city, full of millions of people, and wondered if i would ever be there again.
leaving korea last summer was devastating. i think mostly because i knew that a chapter of my life was over. korea was never going to be that way again and i was at a loss. i ended up having the most amazing summer, but even so was anxious to get back to korea. this time around i know that i'm leaving korea permanently. i'm not opposed to living here or coming back to visit, but i dont necessarily ever see that happening. it's strange. i'm sad, but content. i wouldnt change anything. and i guess that's a good feeling.
i told all of my classes today that i was leaving. i got the normal reactions of sorrow and joy, depending on the student. what's odd is how i feel or the lack thereof. i think when i came back this year i tried really hard to not get attached to any one student. i was an emotional basket case by the time i said good-bye to all of my students last year and i was bound and determined not to get close to any students this year. unfortunately, i've done a pretty good job of that. i can honestly say there will be less than 5 students that i'll truly miss from my school this year. that makes me sad.
i am at a loss for words.
transitions into new times in your life are always hard. i dont mind them- God knows i've had quite a few and i'm only going to have more- but it's still tough. i already cry when i hug certain people, knowing that it will soon be the last. i find myself being more observant of others so that i dont forget their little quirks. this year, as a whole, was tough, but i wouldnt change any of it. again, that's a good feeling.
so here's to less than two weeks left in korea. where am i going next? england i hope.. it's amazing how little control i have over the next two weeks of my life. am i flying to chicago? am i flying to london? will paperwork get sorted? will things fall through? is there a different path? or is the timing just off?
i thank God for friends. without my friends and their support, prayers and love, i would be lost. i would be hopeless. i would be hiding under my bed. and even though i'm frustrated beyond belief, i know who is really in control and i find a strange comfort in that.
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