I noticed something really cool over the past month.
Normally the transition from Honduras to the US can be tough. Searching for the right words in the right language, being away from home, missing out on things that I wish I could be part of back in Honduras, making quality time with people I rarely see, trying to raise money, bouncing from house to house, changing climates and cultures - all of it can be mentally and physically exhausting.
While I am very aware it's a huge blessing, sometimes the exhaustion factor of travel feels overwhelming.
However, this trip was different. For the first time, I slid fairly easily into life in North America. I wasn't tripping over my words as much as usual. Walking into a grocery store didn't give me sensory overload. People talking loudly and dressing differently didn't feel as off-putting as it has been in the past. The transition was pretty easy!
The smoother transition allowed me to relax and enjoy my trip much more than in the past.
But then I thought, since the transition to the US was easy, did that mean it would be hard to go back to Honduras?
After five days in Honduras, I am happy to say no! I am thrilled to be back!
For the first time, I was able to enjoy the best of both worlds. My trip to the US was wonderful, yet I couldn't be happier to be back home.
It hit me first on New Year's Eve when I had such a wonderful day with Fany and her family. Then it was confirmed when we made cuajada cheese and homemade bread, and reconfirmed at the barbeque last night (which was super fun!). Walking into church today was my final confirmation that yes, I am sooooo happy to be back in Honduras! The message was a blessing, I missed my people and they missed me.
It has taken four years, but I hope that in the future if I have the opportunity to travel to the US, it will continue to be as stress free and comfortable as it was this trip. If not, I am grateful for this trip and the way God reminded me how much I love coming back home to Honduras.
