For the last week I have allowed myself to become a tourist again. There has been a shift from “work” to more “play” and I am glad for it. But all the “play” is against the sharp background of what was seen and experienced in Quang Tri Providence.
It has been difficult.
It has been difficult to find time to write down all that has been seen and experienced over the last few days. It has been difficult to capture the emotion that we feel moment to moment, jumping from tears of joy to tears of sorrow. It has been difficult to take this all in and then adequately bring justice to it in this post. To sum it up, it has been difficult to truly understand the power of people and what we have done to each other in the past and what we do now to come together in healing.
Today started with all of us finally arriving in Ho Chi Minh city just after midnight. It was hot and humid and while air conditioned beds awaited us, we first opted for a quick celebration of our arrival by sharing a few beers and stories of the nearly 24 hour journey from our little island on the other side of the Pacific.
After a few hours of much needed sleep, we got to be tourist in the busy city of Ho Chi Minh.
We made it to the airport. And successfully checked in. And only left one thing at security (which since then has been retrieved). And now we are waiting for the plane to Seoul, our interim stop to Vietnam, and attentions are drawn to the anticipation of the journey and what we will see, do and experience.
So far, the best statement so far has been, “All your answers will be questioned”.