Signing off.

I arrived home safe and sound on Monday. Since then, I've been trying to find a normal sleeping schedule and adjust to... everything.

I can't believe that I'm home. When I arrived in Chiang Mai, nine months seemed like FOREVER. This past year has been one of the hardest and richest times in my twenty-three years. I learned. I struggled. Sometimes I thought I would never survive. But I did. I'm sure that now I don't realize how much I have changed and grown.

I won't miss everything about Thailand. I won't miss the traffic. I won't miss the pollution. I won't miss the heat and humidity. But I will miss the smell of chilis that makes my nose run. I'll miss the way the mist hangs over the tops of the mountains in the early morning. I'll miss my friends. I know I'll go back to Thailand some day. It's hard not to know when. But I know I'll go back. Thailand is a part of me; every time I say goodbye, my heart breaks a little.

I've decided to retire this blog. It was meant to make it easier to update all of you about my life while I was in Thailand. Thanks for sticking with me, thanks for your prayers and encouragement.

God bless.