Change is one of those things we all handle differently. Some of us freak out, others adjust with little difficulty and for others yet it simply depends on the situation. I tend to fall into the latter category, and have to say, the last couple of months I haven’t handled the changes quite as smoothly as I anticipated. There has been excitement, boredom, frustration, sadness, happiness, relief and, as of today, homesickness for Korea.
I like my new job, I like our house, I love being close to my family and I am enjoying being involved in the community, but there is a fierce, deep ache in my heart for the home we left in Korea. I miss it in a way I could never have anticipated and I think I have been missing it without realizing it. Emotionally, things have felt a bit off, and I thought it was just the indecision and waiting nature of finding a job. But now that’s done and taken care of, and the emotions still haven’t calmed down.
Yes, the comforts of home and familiarity are nice. Yes, I have enjoyed partaking in all the things I missed while in Korea. But, in this moment, I would trade it all for another year abroad. I would pack my bags and be ready to go within the hour. It seems that the wanderlust bug still has me in its grips and I can’t help but wonder how long we’ll last before we’re outward bound again.