For the past several months, we have fallen off the map. And if you are looking at a map of Thailand, I mean that literally.
Yesterday marked the end of the first full week that we have spent on American soil. And it has been amazing. I struggle with words to describe the excitement and joy that we have felt since our plane touched down in Charlotte.
I read somewhere that life tests you by giving you long periods of nothing at all, followed by quick bursts of everything all at one time. Well, this last week has been a burst for the ages. Grocery stores and potable tap water still amaze us. You can only imagine what we felt when we got to tell our parents that Morgan is pregnant.
Since last Friday, we moved to the mountains that we love. We found an apartment to rent. We visited with dozens of friends in at least 4 different cities. We both found jobs doing what we were born to do, and now we’re looking forward to buying a house and a car and to start a family of our own. I barely have time to write this post, actually.
I thought that writing this last Sprinkles go to Thailand entry would be sadder than it is. Our time in the Land of Smiles was amazing. It was hard and exciting and frustrating and life-changing, and I am so glad that we did it – – especially because it makes home all that much sweeter. But when I look out over the mountains in front of my house that are presently covered in snow, I am fairly sure that we found where we belong.
There is a billboard for Brevard College as you drive out of our town. It reads, “You don’t have to leave Brevard to go far.” It reminded me of a fantastic co-teacher I worked with here before leaving for Thailand. After telling her my plans, she said with a sad smile, “You know, you don’t have to go around the world to do good.”
Maybe two wiser people would have taken the advice. Perhaps you really don’t have to go around the world to see what’s right there in front of you. But we are young, and we had to see for ourselves.