It feels as if the last year has gone by incredibly fast and slow at the same time. It feels like just last week I was headed to the airport with my parents when Sherry Mundt and all of her amazingness comes out from around the corner to pray for me and decorate me in July 4th get up…but it feels like forever and a day ago that I was holding my favorite boy in the Dominican Republic, Alex.
Only a week, and being home has been crazy. At debrief we were warned of having conflicting emotions but little did I know what they would feel like:
SO excited to be home, but crazy sad to not be on the race anymore.
Happy to be back home, but feeling like you are not home.
Wishing you could be on the race to talk and hug your Squad family, and being so happy to be able to hug your friends and family back home again.
Feeling like you just need time to process, but feeling like you don’t know how.
Wanting to cry and wanting to laugh and smile.
Praising God for your many blessings, and crying out to God that you cannot do any of this without Him.
I am thankful I was warned about these feelings, but no words could have prepared me.
I want to thank so many of you for your prayers and support. I want to also thank so many of you for being understanding as I take a little more time laying kind of low. There are so many of you I cannot wait to see, and many more I cannot wait to spend more time with.
For now though, your prayers are appreciated.
Thank you for being a part of my journey!
