in process.

it's been a little over a month since i've been home, and i can't believe it. korea feels like a faded memory that's tucked in the back of my head for a while now, as if it was years and years ago. it's funny how fast life moves, and if you're not careful, things like this will happen. i've gotten swept up in the moment of doing everything i can with every possible person that's willing to play with me. i haven't been able to just sit down and soak in the reasons why god sent me to korea. i've been drowning out his voice with the loudness of surrounding myself with people and family that i can't hear what he's trying to illustrate to me. i feel like even if he's yelling and screaming the lessons at me, it's being drowned out by everything else, and i know god doesn't want that. god doesn't want me to waste the past year of my life; he sent me there for a reason, and i need to know why. i guess i gotta put the brakes on hanging out with people for a while so i can process what exactly has happened. as hard as it is, its for the sake of knowing--and trust me, i need to know.

i miss having freedom. i feel like a caged animal living at home, and i want my independence back. but, not gunna happen for a while. what to do, what to do.

i miss the subway/train/bus rides. having my own car is wonderful, but comes with more responsibilities fiscally.

i love seeing my family, friends and church again.

i love having face to face conversations with people i love most over some good hearty food. i'll never take for granted eating lunch with a friend.

incomplete

i miss korea....

nostalgia

it's been a little over a week since i've arrived in the good ol' US of A. it's kind of surreal being back home and i wish it could slow down just a little bit so i could soak in what is really happening right now. as i came running down the tunnel with my cart full of my bags which encompassed my year long journey in korea, i couldn't just simply walk--i had to sprint. i was so anxious to see my family, especially my mommy, i couldn't get myself to casually stroll down the halls. that first hug with my mom was all that i wanted and from that moment, i knew i was going to be okay. a mom's touch is all that it took.

i've slowly been settling down and trying to get over my jetlag as fast as i can. i got a new phone, registered for school, bought a new (used) car, meeting up with people, and above anything else, i'm spending time with my family. in the midst of all of this, i find myself thinking, "i miss korea". already? is that possible? it's so ironic how god can just suddenly fill your heart with this undeniable love for a person or place or object that you simply cannot ignore Him. i loved everything about korea, the good and the bad.

it's so hard to put into words what i've been through this last year of my life. i feel like it's going to take me a few attempts to really illustrate anything near the real deal, and i hope everyone else is ready. i'm anxious to share and to talk of the things that have just made me grow as a person, that has challenged me to be a better Grace. i've been stretched into every direction humanly possible, i hope i never forget the feeling of what that was like. memories fade fast, so my journals have a big responsibility of helping me relive everything from what i ate to what i hated.

bittersweet. i miss you, Republic of Korea