Nothing in life ever stays the same.

People grow. People change.  Most importantly.. People change their minds.  What was perfect for you one day may not be the next.  It's hard to keep up.  It's hard to know where your place is when change happens so fast. 

I hate change.  I hate not knowing what tomorrow brings.  Yes, sometimes it can be very exciting but then again it can be just as scary.

Nothing in life ever stays the same.

People grow. People change.  Most importantly.. People change their minds.  What was perfect for you one day may not be the next.  It's hard to keep up.  It's hard to know where your place is when change happens so fast. 

I hate change.  I hate not knowing what tomorrow brings.  Yes, sometimes it can be very exciting but then again it can be just as scary.

Readjusting... and lots of transitions.

Well, we're back in the land of the free.  You could tell the second we stepped off the plane when you saw the facial peircings and wild hair styles.  For the most part, Korea was the land of the calm.  Their fashion sense was odd, but nothing compared to Americans. 

The culture shock was terrible.  I kept staring and listening to everyone speak.  It was amazing.

Then I went shopping... so overwhelming.  There was so much that I wanted. I have already been to 5 different stores for returns because I was just on a shopping binge. 

Our sleep hasn't been bad.  We are all tired, but that's to be expected.  It's actually been a nice change going to bed early and waking up with the Sun.  I'm not sure I ever did that willingly. 

So people are probably asking what's the hardest part about coming back?

Most people would say the money.... (You make LOTS of extra money being in Korea.)  I would have to say the sense of Independence. I am really struggling with the fact that in Korea you NEED people.  You meet someone and they become your family.  You lean on them through the good and bad.  You spend holidays with them.  You and your spouse become so incredibly close. You are together every minute (besides them working) and you become ONE.  Then............ you move back to America.  Everyone is expendable here. Even if you don't think of someone close to you like that, they technically are when compared to a trying situation in your life; such as Korea.  If your main friends couldn't go explore or go out to eat you just don't go that day.  Here, there are about 50 people that can go.  Your possiblities are endless.  You can eat what you want.... Dress how you want.... See who you want. 

I guess it's hard for me.  I depend on them.  No matter if I am back in the US or not. 

My mom took Logan for the morning this past week and I felt sick to my stomach. For TWO years I had him everyday.  Maybe a little break here and there, but he was with his dad.  It was really hard for me to let go.  It was good for us.  I know this.... but that doesn't mean it wasn't hard.  Logan loved it, and didn't even think twice which made me happy. 

But with James it's even harder.  He has been my absolute BEST friend.  Everytime I've cried it was to him.... When I was sick he was there.  If I was hungry we ate together.  We watched almost every single show together. When a load of laundry was being done it had both of our clothes.  It's hard to readjust.  Especially after it's been so long. It's not like he is far.... but he isn't at work so it's different.  It's hard to feel like you aren't first choice anymore.  

DISCLAIMER:  I am 29 weeks pregnant!! I am VERY emotional with all these changes! Don't hate! :)


So that's what's going on with me.  With Us. We are still transitioning.  Readjusting. And again.... We are waiting.  Not sure when we will be getting a house, but hopefully it will be soon.  I need a place to put all my shopping bags and unpack these suitcases.

Readjusting... and lots of transitions.

Well, we're back in the land of the free.  You could tell the second we stepped off the plane when you saw the facial peircings and wild hair styles.  For the most part, Korea was the land of the calm.  Their fashion sense was odd, but nothing compared to Americans. 

The culture shock was terrible.  I kept staring and listening to everyone speak.  It was amazing.

Then I went shopping... so overwhelming.  There was so much that I wanted. I have already been to 5 different stores for returns because I was just on a shopping binge. 

Our sleep hasn't been bad.  We are all tired, but that's to be expected.  It's actually been a nice change going to bed early and waking up with the Sun.  I'm not sure I ever did that willingly. 

So people are probably asking what's the hardest part about coming back?

Most people would say the money.... (You make LOTS of extra money being in Korea.)  I would have to say the sense of Independence. I am really struggling with the fact that in Korea you NEED people.  You meet someone and they become your family.  You lean on them through the good and bad.  You spend holidays with them.  You and your spouse become so incredibly close. You are together every minute (besides them working) and you become ONE.  Then............ you move back to America.  Everyone is expendable here. Even if you don't think of someone close to you like that, they technically are when compared to a trying situation in your life; such as Korea.  If your main friends couldn't go explore or go out to eat you just don't go that day.  Here, there are about 50 people that can go.  Your possiblities are endless.  You can eat what you want.... Dress how you want.... See who you want. 

I guess it's hard for me.  I depend on them.  No matter if I am back in the US or not. 

My mom took Logan for the morning this past week and I felt sick to my stomach. For TWO years I had him everyday.  Maybe a little break here and there, but he was with his dad.  It was really hard for me to let go.  It was good for us.  I know this.... but that doesn't mean it wasn't hard.  Logan loved it, and didn't even think twice which made me happy. 

But with James it's even harder.  He has been my absolute BEST friend.  Everytime I've cried it was to him.... When I was sick he was there.  If I was hungry we ate together.  We watched almost every single show together. When a load of laundry was being done it had both of our clothes.  It's hard to readjust.  Especially after it's been so long. It's not like he is far.... but he isn't at work so it's different.  It's hard to feel like you aren't first choice anymore.  

DISCLAIMER:  I am 29 weeks pregnant!! I am VERY emotional with all these changes! Don't hate! :)


So that's what's going on with me.  With Us. We are still transitioning.  Readjusting. And again.... We are waiting.  Not sure when we will be getting a house, but hopefully it will be soon.  I need a place to put all my shopping bags and unpack these suitcases.