I’ve come to terms with:
- Living on support
- Being away from family months and months at a time
- not having a normal american life
- going without things like spicy-black bean burgers and ranch
Something that never gets easier is saying goodbye- whether it’s for a a little while or potentially forever. I’ve been blessed with so many people coming in and out of my life. Every time it begins to get close to saying goodbyes my heart hurts…which they tell me is a good thing. It means I’ve loved with all that I have, I dove into a friendship with-out holding back. Each person I come in contact with holds a piece of my heart, when I look at it like that it makes sense that we grow, move & change so that more love will be spread.
There are pieces of my heart all over the world. That my friends is why I do what I do. In Tulsa I leave my family, in Ohio a little grubby grub, in Nicaragua a sister, a whole mess of people in Georgia, in Kenya a little boy holds my heart, Thailand women who sell themselves, Texas holds so many crazy people I love, Albania many wonderful CC workers, in Arizona a brother, Uganda an amazing family and in Michigan a dairy farmer 🙂
When it comes to saying seeya later I’ve learned to grieve, to take time to reflect, and to love at full capacity at all times…for we never know how long we will have with each other. I want to thank each and every person in my life for forming me in some way or another, for watching me grow and growing with me.
So until we see each other again emails & skype will just have to do.
much love.
