Sunday, October 1, 2017

the girl with a broken heart

the girl with a broken heart cries as she attempts to write her soul on paper.

the in-between

the young woman had never experienced this form of loneliness. she was stuck between two worlds, and the in-between sucked the life and air out of her lungs. the beautiful world of yesterday-filled with sisters, beautifully written words, music, fangirling, and adventures was viewed through a pinterest filter. then there was the world that contained constant chit-chat with unknown strangers, crude words, incomprehension, and the need to live in her counterfeit personality. whenever she began to live in her beautiful world, the woman realized it wasn't the same without the people dearest to her living in it. her heart began to believe she didn't belong in either and was just a lost and lonely soul.

Saturday, June 3, 2017

leaving my "patria amada"

today i leave the country i call home to a strange land that outsiders refer to as my homeland. yesterday we left our beloved house along the banks of the amazon and said goodbye to all of our friends.
this past week i have had extremely mixed feelings about our year-long furlough. i am excited to visit new places, make more friends, see my sister again, shop for clothes and books, and drink plenty of starbucks. yet then again, i am absolutely terrified. how will i be able to live in the american society? i already freak every time i have to talk to someone i do not know. if i hate it, i cannot return. also, how will i be able to be away from all of my friends for a whole year? a thousand more thoughts, joys, and fears have crossed my mind this first week of summer.
but i know this: no matter what, my Redeemer, Saviour, and Friend will be with me through all my trials and difficulties this year. i may be leaving my patria amada, but the One i love most in this world will stay by my side.