New Years Eve not only marked the end of 2016, it also marked the end of a season. In a matter of 24 hours my race completely changed. We had to say goodbye to our host in Thailand, a new family I hadn’t expected to have. There were many tears and hugs and well wishes as they dropped us off at the hostel. Watching them wave as they drove away created an extremely sad picture I’m not likely to forget. I still miss them and probably always will.
The same day, team changes happened. I knew they were coming, but I still felt unprepared in the moment. So much change and heartache in one day and no rest in between made for a very emotional Evie. Africa was days away, but I still felt nervous and anxious. I enjoyed my time in Asia, I didn’t think I was ready to move on.
In order to prepare for a new season, a new country, a new culture, and a new team, I needed time to mourn and process all that had happened in the first three months of my race. I needed space, my journal, and a good cry.
Before I knew it, 2017 had arrived and we were heading to the airport. God knew our needs and heard our prayers though… our flight was delayed. We got to stay in Bangkok another day. Kenya Air put us up in a fancy hotel and fed us delicious food. It was the day of rest I needed, actually that everyone needed. God gave me peace for Africa and with that peace came excitement.
So now here I am in Malawi. I’m surrounded by mountains that offer great hikes and great views. The landscape takes my breath away. The colors here are so vibrant and rich. It rains, or rather downpours, at least once a day. The culture is just as beautiful as the land, it’s full of laughter and dancing.
I guess you never know what a new season will have to offer unless you let go of the previous one
I may be a little late, but Happy New Year!
