[this past winter = a must for changing to black + white]
seriously. is it the American food or just being at the front end of 6 months?
strangers now look down at my belly and then smile. you know, the smile where
they're still trying to figure out if i'm old enough to be out of high school.
we're "home" and loving the visit. it's weird that we're here. then again it's weird that it's not weird. so many people we've run into. spent time with. places we've eaten. i've only taken pictures once. isn't that terrible/typical?
i love coming here not feeling attached [to the place]. i was scared about that at first. scared that i would want to be back. nope. not at all. God has confirmed us being in hk through the smallest of things. i love that. soooo encouraged to be where we are. and that has come through many conversations with family/friends. super grateful for those.
so much has been going on.
can't wait to share a few [when we think through it all] at the end of our trip.
i'll make scott do that post.
he'll be good with some bullet points.