One more serious something.

I can't read my last post without tearing up a little...or alot. I'm in America. America is my home. Home is great. Home is different. Home is new and home is the same. But, there is still a part of me that aches for the people that made up my loved ones in Turkey, and i'm learning that i hope that ache doesn't go away any time too soon.

Learning to balance two worlds has been a major transition for me. Embracing life here and still wanting to show love to my girls in Turkey is a balancing act I'm working on mastering. I'm a bit unsure of where I fit in here, but this week for the first time, I got some closure and a taste of community to come in an unlikely place. I don't know what the future holds for me in Jackson...what ministry I'll plug into, which friendships will be just the same and which ones will be different, what my routine will be, or what my life is going to look like in a month, much less a week. But, I have a job. I have a car. I have a place to live. I ate Thanksgiving dinner with my family in person, and life is good. He's good. He's faithful here just like He was there and like He was here before I left. Just a little update. Life is good. This post is a little abstract, but I'm not quite at the place where my feelings fit into a complete thought yet. When I've had a bit more time to process, I'll let you know. For now I know the journey and the blog are soon coming to an end. I'm glad you hung around for the ride. I'll try and let you in on a few more funny stories since I've been back before I totally close the blogging chapter, but for now... I'm home and it's this weird, wonderful, scary, hard, but fabulous transition place that I didn't expect to be in upon coming back to a place called home...but here I am.