There have been so many ups and downs recently; some I can disclose on the blog and others I cannot. More times that not, the past few weeks have been hard. I have been drained. I have been hurting.
But we’re on the brink of something good.
Many good things, really.
My sister and brother-in-law arrive in Thailand one week from today. One week! I have been so excited for them to come for nearly three months now, and it has been continually building. I’ve imagined meeting them at the airport so many times, I occasionally have to re-think if it’s already happened. I am so excited for the time to cook together, visit the markets, and show them our lives here.
My excitement has been multiplying as the days lessen, and this week, my excitement has become more urgent. It’s become more of an ache–for familiar faces to be here and experience this with us for just a moment.
We have more things planned than anyone thought possible in a shady little border town like Mae Sot.
We’re on the brink of something good.
But it doesn’t stop there. After my sister departs, we have just one month in-country before we fly to America for the holidays. Yes, one month. So short of a goodbye to my sister that tears can be denied.
And amidst some time to catch up, this month will chock-full of traveling and Christmas festivities. We’ll be traveling about five hours south and eight hours north in these few weeks, helping to host six Christmas parties for our children’s projects all along the Thai-Burma border. That will be six Christmas parties of games, crafts, the Christmas story, and a gift for each child. Six Christmas parties for the lovely orphaned Karen children that have stolen our hearts.
It doesn’t get much better than that.
Or does it?
Because the 18th of December welcomes us back to American soil for some cherished time with our families. I’m aching for it already.
It’s been a rough go, yes.
Today? Not wonderful, to state it mildly.
Tomorrow? Exhausted at the thought of it.
But, we’re on the brink of something good.