Seven Years in Asia. In 2009, I had everything ready for a move to Thailand. In the month before my move, something stirred in my heart and I ended up taking a teaching opportunity in South Korea. Looking back now, I know that God had a much bigger plan than I did. I had spent months studying Thailand. There was no other place I wanted to be, so I couldn’t explain my choice to go to South Korea (a country I had never thought about). Without any explanation, my desires changed and I felt a strong “pull” to go there. On the other side of the world, something was stirring in Justin’s heart too. By the beginning of September 2009, I had made the big move – all alone – and I was living in my own apartment on the 17th floor of a high-rise building, overlooking a sea of luminous lights and flashing signs. Leaving everything that felt safe and comfortable was the most daring thing I had ever done, and it led to the craziest year of my life. Within that crazy year I met the love of my life. The one that, after seven years in Asia, I now call “hubby”, and the amazing father of my son.
No one would have imagined that when I left everything in 2009 that I would be living in China, with my son and husband seven years later. We have traveled to more countries and cities than I ever could have imagined. We have climbed mountains, sailed boats, eaten all sorts of cuisines, and made friends with people of all nationalities. Life will never be the same after the things we have experienced in the last seven years. Living over here has changed us forever. There is something incredible about wholly immersing yourself in a culture where everything is completely different to what you have ever known. Where you learn to appreciate how remarkably similar and different we are from one another, but how we are all connected through tender love.
Before I moved to China, I knew so little about who I was. Even though life in China is often tough, dirty and difficult… This is the place where I found myself.
One day we will move from Asia, but a part of me will always be here. In South Korea my heart was broken and then slowly stitched together again. I will always love Korea for so many reasons. My heart beats a little faster when I think of our time there. That was where we found each other. And above all else, that is where we found God. In South East Asia we learned about adventure and explorations, about crazy foods, exotic beaches, and magnificent sunsets. But it was IN China where – amongst the dirt and struggles – that we learned WHO WE ARE!
Seven years in Asia.
I wonder what the next seven years will hold…