Coming off the plane upon the return of our three months in China, held the mixed bag of emotions. Thoughts were overwhelming. Happy? Sad? Excited? Regrets? These, and much more, were difficult to sort through.
Almost immediately, folks began to ask the familiar questions, “How was it?”, “How was your trip?”, “Did you have fun?”, “What was it like?”, “Will you go back?” – we couldn’t process. These aren’t questions that could easily be answered with a simple ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ Little did the inquirers know how loaded those questions really were!
In the early days of our return I knew we were seriously tired. Thoughts were not coherent – some grossly exaggerated. The smallest decision became bigger than it actually needed to be. Trying to have a conversation with well-meaning friends turned into disaster as words tumbled over themselves in foggy confusion. Ah….mental fatigue.
Gradually, that fog began to lift as we got more rest. But, still….we needed to process…to share the highs, the lows…what was going on in our heart. Things not easily shared with just anyone.
We didn’t have to wait long. Just days following our return, a time was set to do just that.
Ron and I looked forward to this welcome time with friends from Silver Cord. Those who have ‘gone before’ knew of what we were experiencing. To process our journey with these precious friends was of great encouragement, a healing balm to our wearied souls and minds.
It’s often easier to share about all the good stuff from a journey such as ours. Yes, there were LOTS of good stuff – more than we could share over the air waves. Even so, the good stuff is mixed with the “did we do it right?” kind of questions.
Debrief. A welcome relief from friends who “know”. Those who could laugh with us over the crazy things, and weep over the tough stuff. Know what I mean?
Have you experienced this kind of re-entry yourself? I’d love to hear your story.