In one week, I leave for South Korea again. I write with a heavy heart. I want to avoid the thought at all costs. I’m finding it so hard to articulate how I feel. I think it’s hard for those important to me, to understand how meaningful my words are. That, I was barely living for almost my entire life and that, everything changed while in Korea.
As my beautiful journey back home is almost reaching an end, I’ve found myself bursting with happiness. The last two days have happened for a reason. I was leaving work and the security guard stopped me. “Aren’t you a past pupil at this school?” he asked. “Yes, I replied.” After 9 years, he remembered me.
My heart is so happy and full of love it is as though I’m about to burst. My time at home has been the most magical and soulful experience I’ve ever had. My work and progress I made in Korea towards becoming a better person has just been illuminated here. I feel free, I explore, I love passionately and I live.