Most of the time I love my life in Taiwan. I am living in the moment, with my mind on my job here and now, and not in some far-off stretches of the past or distant dream in the future.
But when I do think of home, when I talk to friends and family, I get so homesick. I can taste snow on my tongue, feel the touch of my bed's flannel sheets, inhale the familiar scents of dryer sheets and stew. I have snapshots in my mind of my mom's summer flowers and dad's English cap and our freshly-mowed lawn. I remember old jokes with friends and evening strolls and games with family. Home has always been a transcendent place for me, even magical. This is by far the longest I have ever been away, and it's hard.
But I am not overwhelmed by the challenge; I am encouraged. I am thankful to be here in Taiwan and to have the job that I have. I am thankful to have such a wonderful home. I am thankful that our eternal home is in heaven-- endless, perfect, face-to-face with God.
If anyone reading this is sick for home or missing a time long past or longing for familiar faces, know that you are not alone. Don't let it distract you. Keep on running towards your goal. Be thankful for the time that you have. Be prayerful and watchful as God prepares you for your eternal home.
Dear Dad and Mom,
Thank you for making our home a beautiful, beautiful one. I can't wait to come home!
But first... we have three more months full of days full of moments full of opportunities to take.
加油! Fuel up and keep going! Let's go!
Love,
Anna
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