It’s only been a week, but it feels like months.
The beginning of a new journey. It’s a lot harder than I thought it would be. I have been to Cambodia multiple times before but each time no longer than a week… or less. Each time going to the airport, I was the one checking in and getting on a plane but this time was different. Sending my parents off was not easy, and still- hours later.. I’m trying to hang in there.
It was a strange feeling going to the airport in Phnom Penh and not leave, it made it so much clearer that I was. actually. staying here relatively long term. Though I didn’t see my parents all that much this week, it was nice to have them around.. to have dinner with them and go around town in a tuk tuk.
Thankfully, Vannak, one of my great Khmer friends here, went with me so it wasn’t too painful. Riding on his moto going home.. I didn’t say a word but it was nice to have company. The next few hours, whoever asked how I was doing, I couldn’t help myself but to tear up. I don’t enjoy being weak and teary but it was hard to hold back.
I think it wasn’t only the fact that I was sending my parents off that is killing me. It’s that it reminds me of home. Hong Kong. the bright lights in the city. The tall buildings. The harbor that keeps getting smaller and smaller. The amazing night life. The safety. the MTR. This Music Studio. Sahara. Movie theaters… Etc. I will save you the boredom because this list can go on forever.
With all that being said, there was a reason God put me here and as hard as it will be, it will be an amazing year. There will be times where I will want to break down and I will, but I will regain strength through God. As I go through each day, He is making me stronger.
I really am by myself now. The beginning of something new.