Last Night

I just awoke from my last night’s sleep in Ban Phrueksa 36.

Ingrid is not here to share the moment with me as she is already in Northern Thailand, preparing to move into our new place up there.

And so we are now in that in-between zone-having finished our work in one part of Thailand and not yet started in another. Another transition.  A period of time when one is extremely busy on the one hand but feeling a bit non-productive on the other.  And I use the term non-productive in the sense that we’re not directly engaged in what we came to Thailand to do.

The transition is hard because we have invested heavily into relationships with people here—and now we’re putting some distance between those while having not yet developed relationships in the area we’re moving to.



One of the interesting things is that our neighbor and closest friend, Pen (on left on the photo above) is from the next county over from where we are moving to.  She still has family that she visits about an hour’s drive from where we will be living.

Still, it is hard to say goodbye.

• Goodbye to our neighbors.
• Goodbye to our home.
• Goodbye to the narrow, pothole-laced roads along the canals.

But it is good that we will replace the goodbyes with hellos.

• Hello to friends we haven’t met yet.
• Hello to cool, smoky, winter mornings.
• Hello to narrow roads winding through the hills.

But whether Chachoengsao or Wiang Kaen, some things remain the same.

• I’ll still wake up next to my best friend each day.
• God is present in both places.