Do you remember how you felt on the first day of school? I kind of do. My stomach in knots. The clothes set up neatly beside my bed. The lunch already packed. Sleep not as great as I had hoped for.
I know it's not really the first day of school for me and it actually feels a bit bigger than that. But there has been all of this build up for a year now and I just spent the last night in my house for awhile. I guess I'm just not so sure how I should feel. I'm afraid to cry and I think it would be strange if I didn't. Because the truth is that I know it hurts a bit to leave, but I just haven't felt it yet. Maybe it will set in when I try to get out of the car.
It's like the first day of school. Not sure what's going to happen.
And like that first day of school, my backpack is ready and waiting. It's much bigger than I recall, but unfortunately not big enough for all I'd like. But still, just the right size for all I need. (maybe even a bit more than I need)
I've heard it said that this is a year of goodbyes for me. But I think that's only half right. Usually goodbye means there is a hello following close behind. So I would say it's fifty/fifty.
So when I say goodbye comfort
hello Comforter
goodbye house
hello all I ever truly needed
goodbye Starbucks
hello world
goodbye friends
hello friends I'm going to meet
goodbye family
hello u squad
goodbye church
hello global body of Christ
goodbye security
hello identity
goodbye doubt
hello trust
goodbye narrow worldview
hello perspective
goodbye pride
hello dependence
Goodbye. I am going to miss you.
Hello to whatever is waiting for me on the other side of the world.
