breathtaking

After 5 months of returning back to home soil, I’ve finally collected my thoughts (& found enough time to edit the photos) from our trip to Cambodia. It has been a completely new process of thought for me to undergo from the days after our return to now. When we first came home, most of my thoughts were leaning towards a disinterest in returning, a total attitude of repulsion for the food, and a very troubled digestive system. Looking back now on the photographs, and sifting through the memories more clearly in my head, I am tossed by multiple waves of emotions, from gratitude to discomfort, to joy, to sorrow, to learning, to humility. And that’s how I’ve decided to share these photographs:: a single word as the title and let them speak for themselves. (Unless I have a hilariously embarrassing story to share with it, as there are several of those). In short, I may not be called to live in Cambodia, seeing as how I don’t have the iron gut required to process the preparation and content of the meals, but I’m not so much opposed to returning now as I was when I spent the first four days of being home bed-ridden with what we fondly called “Cambodian flu”. Maybe some day, we’ll venture again to this incredibly unique country on the other side of the world…

Most days the sun was so bright the sky had no visible color except harsh white. But as the sun started to dip towards the horizon, the hues of the sky faded into the most brilliant sunsets I have ever seen. It was in these moments that we saw the hands of our creator so clearly that it was impossible to resist breathing in deeply and having our eyes filled with the wonder of his handiwork…even on the other side of the world.