Korea, we will miss you
So here we go….. it is that time again. We are about to leave Korea. Tonight we will sleep in our house for the last time, the house I called “Our house” for the last three years. We will enjoy our yard with the pretty roses for one last time this afternoon. I can not believe that I have to leave this great place behind. True we decided on leaving. We could have stayed longer. But it is just that time. Time to go. That wind that pushes us to a new adventure. I am ready, but not ready at all. Sure I would love to forget the neighbor putting their dog on the chop block. Sure I would love to get away from the most craziest drivers in the world. But I am so not ready to miss out on the growing up of my friends kids, leave the friendships I made. I am not ready to leave the tiny market in our town, with the fresh fruits. Miss out on our annual Kimchi from the neighbor. Leaving behind the Playgroup I grew so fond of.
But it is time to go. Time to get our stuff together, time to pack our bags time to say goodbye. Never would I have known that Korea would become a part of me. Never would I have known that I would grow to love this country. That it would take a place in my heart. Never would I have known that I would get used to the spiciness of the red pepper paste. Never would I have known how much I would like the bathhouses. Never would I have known that Korean bread would taste as great as Dutch bread. I would have never known if I had not been here. So I am proud to say I lived in Korea. Proud to say that we learned about Korean culture. Proud to say that we, our family were a part of it.
So I need to give Korea a place. Just like I did with Holland and Germany. From now on I will be rooting for three countries when it comes to soccer. When it comes to Olympics, when it comes to any kind of competition.
You will not understand until you have learned what a country is all about. You will not understand the love for another country unless you lived and breathed the air. But we do know what it is like. We do know what we will miss.
Therefore, Korea, I love you, and your people. I will miss you, your food and even your crazy drivers. Next time I see you I hope you have better hospitals, less “dog-eatingpeople”, less status difference and a more friendly approach to foreigners. They are not there to kill you, they are not all prostitutes, Military people who do not want to be here or lost souls. They are people who have grown to love your country for what it is.
I do hope you will keep up your will to grow your country into a blooming place. Where you make sure you keep your roads clean. Where you keep your people employed. You have done good for yourself Korea. Keep it up
Love and will terribly miss you.