25 Years of Witnessing to the Word in Thailand 129 care were most evident when many immigrants saw the SVD house as a home to return to. After more than five years in Thailand, participating in the SVD community left my family with countless memories. Perhaps it was because my son eagerly anticipated going there every week, or maybe I enjoyed leisurely having coffee with friends each Sunday. I will never forget the SVD priests’ loving presence in my family’s joyous and sorrowful moments. Not only me, but many others felt the dedicated mission of the SVD priests, and without their long, silent care, the trees wouldn’t have thrived, and the flowers wouldn’t have bloomed in that small chapel. It’s hard to express all the deep feelings in one’s soul, but it’s like talking about family—there’s so much to say yet not enough words to convey it all. Since stepping through the chapel’s doors, I have unburdened myself. I no longer feel like a solitary island. And as I bid farewell to embark on my journey to Canada, I began to long for the day I would return. I want to go back to my home, to meet Christ and find myself, to foster brotherly love. Thank you, dear SVD Fathers. We will return.
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