|Ryan and I the second day after I arrived|
One year ago today I was sitting on a plane, freaking out thinking, "What am I doing? I'm leaving everything I've ever known!"
One year ago today I turned to the Bible to pray through those feelings and heard God tell me, "This is not your home. The US is not your home. India is not your home."
One year ago today my heart was racing, scared of customs which was a total unknown since this was the first time I'd ever been overseas. I was so scared they'd turn me away or confiscate half my belongings when I'd brought only two suitcases and a carry-on when moving 8,000 miles away from the world I'd grown up in.
One year ago today I breezed past customs and headed to the gate, anxiously scanning the sea of Indian faces for one that I hoped was familiar.
One year ago today my heart leapt and tears pricked my eyes when I saw Ryan standing, laughing with joy and emotion, love in his eyes. I remember the feeling of seeing him, my darling Ryan, my future husband, for the very first time in person. I can never forget, and I don't know if I can describe. It was like a bubbling up, a pouring out, a spilling over. It was just love and joy and awe. It was incredible.
I looked at him and he mouthed at me, "I know!" because he did, he knew all I was feeling because he was feeling it too. Oh, how large was his smile! And his eyes shined bright with joy and tears...
I came to him and we flung our arms around each other, just riding the wave of emotions. I will never forget.
A little less than two weeks ago Ryan and I headed the airport again for the first time since then to pick up Lydia, and I was reliving it. I was playing, "Remember?" and Ryan smiled and was like "yeah"... He also will never forget.
One year. One incredible year.
About three months after arriving, I married Ryan.
About three months after marrying Ryan, we got our own apartment, the very first apartment of our own for both of us.
About three months after getting our own place, though we didn't know it at the time, God blessed us with the blossoming of a new life, our first child.
Now it's three months later again, and I'm sitting here wondering what God's got in store for us next. Lydia is lying on the couch talking with her mom. She leaves in like 36 hours. It's been amazing to see her and also a whirlwind. Hosting is time consuming. But I have a ton to blog about after she leaves!
God is amazing. He is the author of this incredible story I'm living.
One year ago today a new chapter started, and I am grateful.