This past April, I spent a short time in a small city in China (well, I’m not sure if you would call about 1 million people a small city by American standards, but in China it’s a whole other situation). In total, I think I was there only about a week (minus travel time) but the people I met there changed me forever.
It wasn’t what I expected. And yet it was everything I expected. I went with an open mind and open heart and when I came home, my heart was filled with love for the people I met there.
In the last 7 1/2 months since I’ve been home, I’ve tried to put my experience to words. It’s been a challenge. I’ve talked about it with friends, but again, it’s a challenge to discuss my experience.
The best way I can describe it is this:
You leave a piece of yourself wherever you go.
I left a part of me in China.
I’m not sure I can say more about my trip. Instead, here are a few of my favorite pictures of my time there.
Ok, that’s all for now.