Traveling Hearts

A wise person once said, “Home is where the heart is,” and we couldn’t agree more.

As we now gather our lives back together in Gwangju, Korea, our heart aches for the home we left at home. Growing families, sweet babies, special weddings and extended families–these are the things that make our American home so special.
It was so easy to slip right back into our American life there. I think God wanted us to have an extra special welcome-back to the good ol’ USA with a brand-spanking-new cherry red made-in-America Ford Mustang as a rental car. (No, we did not plan that one…)

It was wonderful to wake up to the smells of bacon and eggs and pancakes. And to sit around a big table with those we love. It was a pleasure to go on a run on empty streets that felt like a slither of concrete running through pure wilderness (especially compared to Korea). And it was wonderful to see a sister get married and meet a new nephew.

But now we are back in our home away from home. The home where the baker smiles and waves out the window as we walk by. The home where the lady at the market rambles in Korean with questions about where we have been. And ahhh. The home where construction continues around the clock just outside our building.

We’re back. And while our hearts sometimes travel a little bit more slowly than our bodies, they are catching up and we are finding that the old adage still rings true.

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