So, we got our Korean visa numbers today.

It was met with a mix of relief, excitement, and a couple thoughts along the lines of "Holy crap, what did we do!?"

It's funny to me that moving overseas is something Nate and I have talked about for years, yet here we are, 3 weeks from our flight date, and second thoughts still creep their way in. Of course, they are over-ruled by the confirmation that this is the right direction for us, and we are being obedient in where we feel God is leading us in the big picture.

Not to mention, we are freaking excited about being able to work and live in a completely different culture and country.

I've found that in the past my reactions to big changes are a bit delayed. For example, the two other times that I've spent months overseas, the fear never hit until I stepped foot on the plane, at which point I immediately questioned my sanity and had the overwhelming urge to drop my bags and run back home.

This time, it's different.

As we say our goodbyes, sell our things, and empty our apartment (I'm currently sitting on the last piece of furniture we have: our bed), the reality is quickly setting in. We're slowly unraveling the life we've built around us here, and it feels a bit counter-intuitive. However, I keep telling myself that in a few months we will have again built a life around us, with a new normal.