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| A quick jaunt to Amsterdam...a great memory. |
Ultimately, I romanticize this life I'm trying to make a reality. It's just going to happen...just like any relationship, as time goes by, you start to think about only the good things, and you forget about the not-so-good things.
I fell in love with Germany when I lived there as an au pair. Everything about it was so different than what I was used to, but it still felt so wonderful. I didn't always feel like I really belonged in Lexington, or that I was satisfied to stay there and so I picked up and left...in that spontaneous haughtiness that one can only achieve (and justify) when one is 20 years old. I lived in Munich during a wonderful time. It was 2006...the World Cup was hosted by Germany that year, and the Summer was full of sunny days spent at the biergartens and Englischer Garten, followed by nights at fantastic bars and dance clubs with even better music. I ate German food, drank German beer, dressed up in my dirndl and enjoyed the world famous Oktoberfest. When Winter came, I feared that all the fun would stop and everyone would huddle down to hibernate...but this was never the case. We perused the Christmas markets with a hot cup of spiced wine and ice skated in Karlsplatz. The action never stopped, and when I think back on my time, these are my fondest and most vivid memories.
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| At the biergarten, wearing my dirndl for the first time. June 2006 |
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| Cheering on Germany during the World Cup. June 2006 |
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| picture credit: edwardkinsella.com |
It's easy to forget the times when I cried on the phone to parents and friends, telling them that I wanted nothing more than to go home...that it was all too hard. The cultural adjustments, the language adjustments, the fact that everyone I knew was either a very new friend or a very distant acquaintance, and so many other hardships. I spent time in a hostel room in Prague tearfully explaining to one of these very new friends everything that was going wrong and why I couldn't bear to continue on anymore. I missed my dog, my cockatoo, my closest and dearest friends who knew me so intimately...I even missed silly things like a real shower/tub combination. I mean, how do you think one takes an effective shower in a contraption like this?
So, it has become important to me, even now, to be superbly intentional about appreciating my life here in Lexington and saying a true and heartfelt goodbye to the things and people I will be postponing or giving up all together. When I left home for my last adventure, I was in every hurry and could not have cared less to abandon everything and start fresh...this time, I know I need to be realistic...to anticipate in advance what I will be feeling, what I will be missing, and what will never come to be now that I have chosen this particular path in life.
Here is a photo series of these sacrifices. Some are trifling, but others are life-altering.
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| photo cred: qdoba.com |
Oh, Qdoba. Dear, sweet, baby qdoba. I will miss your Fajita Ranchera Chicken burrito, your queso and your delicious habanero salsa and all the wonderful times we've had together.
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| photo cred: marinebiology.com |
I will have to put to rest, probably forever, all hopes of ever becoming a marine biologist. It's a dream I've had ever since watching episodes of PBS's "Nature" as a little girl, curled up with my Dad on the couch. I will probably never have the time or opportunity to return to school and finish an education as extensive as what is required for successful scientists.
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| photo cred: craigrom.com |
Taking long, winding drives on the back roads of the thoroughbred farms that surround Lexington. Rolling the windows down at the very beginning of Spring, playing my current favorite music and just celebrating that Winter is finally over. It's a yearly tradition.
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| photo cred: oldhousedreams.com |
I'm going to have to put to rest all the dreams I've had of owning a Victorian home in downtown Lexington. I have always said, "If I have to live in Lexington, I will buy and restore an historic home." Kind of along with this relatively minor dream, I am also having to sort of grieve the idea of raising a family here...of getting married and having children surrounded by this community. I can't know when exactly I'm coming home, and I may stay away until old age. I have to begin saying goodbye to my community now, and start making myself aware of the fact that 20 years from now, the people I'm close to may not be a part of my life at all. I'm not just going on a mission "trip"...I'm turning my life upside down and starting from scratch.
All this being said, I still know that I'm making the right decision. I know that this life, this dream that I'm choosing is the right one for me. When I became a Christian, I turned away from my old life, and so I had to leave some dreams by the wayside in order to leave the way open for the dreams that Christ has for me. This is such a joyful time, knowing that God is blessing me with this enormous opportunity, but I want also to never run into it with a blind optimism. A change this big must come with some time to grieve what will be lost.
Thanks for reading!
Alison
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