Real life is…
Finally getting to use my writing experience for our ministry’s benefit.
Real life is…
Finding myself using Spanish to translate between Portuguese and English.
Real life is…
Walking home in the heaviest downpours I’ve ever seen and having taxi drivers say, “Why you not want taxi? It’s raining!” as if we didn’t notice the rivers of water running out of our drenched clothes.
Real life is…
Hanging out with some pretty cool kids.
Real life is…
Being challenged in ways I haven’t been yet on the Race.
Real life is…
Realizing that the things I loved this month are even more beautiful because harder moments came before them.
Real life is…
FINALLY getting to do some real hiking in the jungle!
Real life is…
Learning to ride a tandem bike, and being brave enough to take a low-vision passenger out on the roads.
Real life is…
Swimming in jellyfish-infested waters, hiking in monkey-infested jungles, and living to tell the tale.
Real life is…
Learning not to take my sight for granted.
Real life is…
Admiring those who have overcome bigger challenges than I will ever face.
Real life is…
Wandering through Malaysian markets enjoying the street food.
Real life is…
Visiting coffee shops at 11 p.m. with new friends.
Real life is…
Ministering on the streets late at night and witnessing the poverty in the midst of the tourist rush.
Real life is…
Guiding our blind friends through streets of Penang at the Penang Peace Run.
Real life is…
Outings to the pool with the kids we loved so much in the Deaf-Blind Multi-Handicapped program.
Real life is…
Handing out bread and coffee at a local shelter.
Real life is…
Living in all-girl community and getting to know some pretty great ladies.
Real life is…
Yoga in the dark every morning, and working out in the gym every afternoon to the sounds of Taylor Swift and the Frozen soundtrack – blasted over the speakers by my new weight-lifter friend, not me.
Real life is…
Not wanting to say yes to things, doing it anyway, and never being sorry that I did.
Real life is…
Buying my plane ticket home at the end of the Race. Yikes.
Real life is…
Learning new ways to communicate (again).
Real life is…
Going to sleep with a smile on my face.
Real life is…
Seeing all the ways God is going to grow me through these last three months.
Real life is…
Starting to add –la to the end of everything I say (such as “okay-la” or “yes-la”), because that’s just what you do here. I’m hoping it’ll catch on at home…
