If you haven't been keeping up with current Chelsea events, I am coming back home August 7th!
True. Story.
It doesn't seem real to me that I'll be home. Every day I've thought about home. I knew I would get there someday. It seemed like that wish you make to go to Disneyland or Europe for the first time. It comes one day and it all doesn't seem real. I also feel like I am being dramatic. It's only been one year. They told me this year would fly. I can assure you, nothing was moving with such speed as promised. Maybe it wouldn't have been this way if I was not thinking of home so much, but I tell you this was impossible. I wanted to be home. Plain and simple.
Don't get me wrong. I have no regrets. I have loved my time here. There is a part of me that doesn't want to go, and wants to make it work here. Ultimately this isn't home for me, it doesn't feel like home, and I'm not going to try and make it home. Taiwan is a great, beautiful, amazing country. I will most definitely come back to visit and always recommend others to do so as well.
I moved here because I needed to grow. This was a dream I had and God helped me to follow through, and it taught me so many things about myself. I learned that I am so much stronger than I believed (a cliche, I know, but come on). I grew beyond my walls, through my doubt, broke some chains, and had some damn good food.
That said, here are my plans for the future. I am going to be flying back home to Washington August 7th. I'll spend 3 wonderful weeks resting, seeing friends and family, and getting my affairs in order. Then September 1st I'll make my move to Colorado. I know this comes as a shock to all of my loved ones, and those who have been really supportive I appreciate more than they know. I explain my decision this way. Imagine I am a tree. I've lived in Washington nearly my whole life. My first pot. I grew and grew until I grew no more. I was unhappy for a long time, and struggled with many things like depression and anxiety. I uprooted from my pot and was moved to another bigger pot where I was able to grow more than I ever could before. I can't be placed back in a pot I no longer fit. I then go to a new pot where I can continue to grow. I really feel that this is where God is pointing me to go. I love the PNW and everyone. It will always be my home. I am hoping to return there again some day. But for now, better to live a 3 hour flight away than a 12 hour flight.
If you have any questions or would like to see me before I move on to Colorado, let me know!
