My heart aches to go back to China.
Just as much as my heart was ready to return home after being there for nearly 3 weeks, my heart wants to go back.
I miss all of it,
the two of them intertwined
the red lanterns
the great wall
the hot pot
the hackey sack dances
the exercise parks
the morning exercise routines
the food on a stick carts
the amazing blessing
oh, the need
realizing I can't fix all of the need
I miss China at times like I miss my own home. I look at my daughter, the amazing blessing China has entrusted to me and somehow feel like I'm away from home and need to go back. It's a physical yearning that I want to be there. I've been thinking of ways that will take me back to China to experience even more of it, to help fill a need, to do something, whatever that is.
I struggle with not being able to help all the children that need it. I mentally know that I can't fix it all but I feel, hmm, almost unfulfilled if I don't try to fix what I can.
I will be back in China one day; I know I will.