“I don’t know half you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve…I regret to announce that this the end. I am going. I am leaving now. Good bye.” These were some of the words from a very famous Hobbit at his eleventy-one birthday to his friends, family, and people he had to invite (don’t worry, none of you fall into this last category). I have now been on the World Race for 7 months, and Monday was my last day. I am sure this will come as a shock to some of you, as it did myself (well, sort of) but do to various reasons it has been decided it is time for me to go home. It is something I am still trying to process, and it may take a while for me to fully do so. It seems weird to be sitting here in the Washington airport waiting to go home to MI and not be on my way to Nepal.
My dearest teammate Sarah reminded me that like Frodo who had to leave the fellowship expectantly to go onto Mt. Doom, I too have a purpose in going home. I am not yet sure what that is, but I am sure I will discover it soon enough. Thankfully, like Frodo, I am not going home alone as I have God with me and of course all my friends and family waiting for me only a few hours away.
Thank you all for your prayers, support and love–I could not have gotten this far without them. This season of my pilgrimage has come to an end, but a new season is waiting for me around the next bend.
