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Stuck in the car in traffic... a great opportunity to bust out the camera! for silly boards... and random signs... why not a bulldozer? my pops and my sister busting butt in capoeira!

The back of my dad's car was a perfect little cave to sit in while I watched the sun set over the ocean... And it sure was a beautiful view!

This weekend was blast from the past. Growing up in the Jews for Jesus community meant that I got to go to an annual family camp called Ingathering. Each year for 4 days, a bunch of Jews for Jesus people go out to the gorgeous Santa Cruz mountains and have a time of worship, fellowship, and in good ol' Jewish style, noshing (that means eating). I haven't been since high school so when my dad invited me to join him for the camp this weekend, I jumped at the opportunity. It was definitly a trip. I got to reconnect with some people I hadn't seen in over 10 years, and I got to meet new people who richly blessed me with sharing part of their life stories. I've begun to see how the Lord has changed me over the past year. Coming out of that depression, spending half a year in my own solitude, it left me much more comfortable with spending time alone. I find myself more willing to listen to people, less needing to react to comments that I don't agree with. Don't get me

My amazing friend Betsy. We went out with James, Jonathan, and Chris for some beer as a celebration of my finishing my job and Jonathan starting his. My last night in Korea, out with a bunch of friends. Here we have Jeff and Joanna- two of my favorites! My "husband" Chris with a pretty mirror I gave him. This photo makes me giggle... At my goodbye party, everyone playing a game... but not me... :)

I've been in the states for almost 24 hours now. I've cried on and off for the past 48 hours. I feel like this huge welt of sadness is sitting under a very thin verneer of "ok"ness. So whenever people ask me "How are you doing" or "How was Korea?" they scratch a hole and I can feel tears well up in my eyes. Anyways, the last 24 hours have been a shock to the system, so thought I would share with you some of the fun reverse culture shock I've been experiencing. In the last 24 hours, these have been my biggest shocks: 10. How open and spacious the skyline is. 9. How empty the streets are 8. On one block I passed a young black woman, a latino couple, and an old asian man. 7. People keep making eye contact with me 6. I’ve had to stop myself from saying “annyeonghikaseyo” and “kamsahamnida” 5. Everyone around me is speaking English or Spanish 4. I can buy all the most awesome food all the time!!! 3. I don’t know how to pack a purse for the day. What

Yesterday marked another big transition in my life. I moved away from Korea. Those of you faithful readers can attest to my consistent mixed feelings toward the country. Those confusing feelings were only heightened as I left. When I first arrived in Korea, I was grateful to be in a country full of strangers. I relished my time away from any semblance of reality. I just wanted to be alone and Korea was the perfect place for that. And God used that place to heal me from some major pains and to draw me close to Him. By January, I was feeling a little more ready to face the world. And it was at that time that God led me to Covenant Church. My first Sunday there was like a breath of sweet fresh air. I knew that I had found my “home” in Korea. Sure enough, things moved quickly from there. I found myself delving deep into relationships with people there. And even thought I had spent the last 6 months avoiding all relationships, I loved it. The church was growing. When I first came, there wer