And some things I may never tell...
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We're finally back to our house. It is absolute chaos.
It looks like our five pieces of luggage exploded all over our house--you'd think I took a hose and sprayed clothing, packages, gifts, shoes, etc. onto the furniture, across the floor, on the ceiling, in the kitchen...
I feel like I am Mayhem--emotionally and physically.
It's going to take some time to get our lives back together. And even more time to begin merging and assimilating these life-altering experiences from the past several weeks into every day life.
Although we were in Korea for only 12 days, I feel as though we've been gone for months, and in some ways, for a lifetime.
Bear with me as I withdraw at times and try to make these experiences my own--before they are inevitably judged and processed by others.
I feel protective of what happened. I wish I could immortalize the memories and keep them safe from the opinions and notions, the ideas and conclusions of those looking on.
So forgive me if I am slow to speak, slow to share what happened.
Give me time...I have waited over three decades for these answers...it may take three more before I understand them...
And even still, I am aware that there are certain answers that may forever elude me...