Even though I filled an entire half of a notebook within the first week of being back explaining everything I saw and felt, I could write about that week of my life forever.
But I don't want to. It makes my heart hurt too much.
They were the most beautiful people I've ever met. And happy.
They didn't have on fiftieth of everything I have, but they possessed a joy that went much deeper than anything here on earth could bring them. They loved me completely from the first day, before they even got to know me.
Worshiping arm in arm with Gai, having my hair braided everyday by Bon, sharing countless laughs with Galor even though we barely could communicate, climbing tree after tree with the cutest kid I have ever laid eyes on - OnPhon, playing soccer at midnight in the jungle with floodlights illuminating the field, dancing at the wedding celebration with the energetic brick yard kids and the shy teenage boys, playing the piano for Sing Chai and Prae's wedding, being greeted by two-year-old JJ's "swae-de-kap" and bow every morning, jumping rope with Sally, holding hands with all the local village girls, slip and sliding through mud and soap with everyone screaming and laughing, and releasing glowing fire lanterns into the inky night sky with some of the most incredible people I'd ever met on my last night were just a few of the highlights that make me miss that week of my life more than anything.
That was hands-down the most life-changing and inspiring week of my life.
And I can only pray I can go back someday.
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