I've said it so much in this past month, my heart is so very full.
7 months ago I left everything I knew to come to Cambodia. I left an amazing network of family and friends and came to a place where I knew nearly no one.
Now, I can say that there is a world of people here that I love with all of my heart and soul. I consider a lot of them to be like family to me. They have been there when I was having a bad day, and when I had great ones. I have cried, laughed, and more than anything had amazing fun with these people.
On top of that, my wonderful family contributed so that I could come back to the States for Christmas. This has been more of a blessing than anyone can ever know, as homesickness was kicking me in the butt recently.
Today it occurred to me that no matter where I go, there are people I will miss. While I'm excited to spend Christmas in the States, I will miss my Khmer friends and family so much. When I come back to Cambodia in February, I will miss my family and friends States-side. When I go to other countries in the years to come, I will miss them all.
And you know what? I wouldn't give that up for the world. Missing people is part of the joy of loving them, and I have come to love so many people. My heart is full- full of sadness and full of love, full of longing and hope. And a full heart is a wonderful heart.
