The World Race is over.
I can't believe it.
How many months were spent thinking?
Preparing?
Praying?
Worrying?
Fundraising?
Stressing out?
And now, I've said goodbye to the people that have become my family for the past 11 months.
Goodbyes suck.
There's no fun in hugging someone and telling them you'll see them soon when…..you might not.
The world race has been great!
Its been so challenging.
More challenging than I ever thought it would, but that's good.
It means that there's growth.
It means that I get to return home a different person.
Thinking differently.
Seeing differently.
I can't believe this.
There are ups and downs, but when I FREEZE!, I think about how good it was and how needed.
And thats all there is to say about that.
