Leaving Bulgaria was one of the worst goodbyes on the race. It may be tied with the time I had to leave Nicolas and Calvin in Swaziland. Which I should add I will still cry thinking about those little guys, or when I watch videos or look at pictures of them.
the club
However Vidin was no different. Normally when I know the goodbye is coming, I tend to seclude myself. Or take a breath. Which would mean on numerous nights prior to our actual goodbye I would have to leave the building and go outside, sit and take a breather. Get my head together, and tell myself not to do what tends to come naturally and walk away. Avoiding spending time so it hurts a little less saying goodbye. Which I tried, maybe I didn't fully succeed, but man did it hurt leaving.
For the two nights prior to actually leaving I found myself crying more, and more. Actually probably our last week in Vidin I found myself crying at night.
The night that Daniel, Mattias, Noah, Sarah and Philip made us incredible candy pizzas, I bawled. I avoided anyone seeing of course. Or in my head I don't think anyone knew. Okay except for Raquel, but that's it! I possitive of that.
candy pizza…amazing.
looks like a giant cookie, but it's filled with chocolates and cookies…and other goodness.
yumm…
We may have destroyed the pizzas.
Or the nights when Bisa, our room mate for the month, would make us dinner.
All of their generousity made me feel completely humble. Honestly the love they all poured on us made us feel at home. Part of a family and loved.
They gave our team the best month we could ever imagine, and I am so thankful God has brought each of them into my life and that I was blessed to live there for the month.
