I’d like to think that when the end came and the pain stopped she was happy. I would like to believe that as the life left her body there was a moment of peace, relief and joy. Joy like her name. I will never get an email from Hope Joy of Lira, Uganda. I will never hear her infectious laughter or see her beautifully round smiling face again. In the short time that I did know her I loved her. I sought her out, and there could be no doubt I enjoyed her company.

    This is the world race and the name of the game is temporary, there are a lot of people that I have met and loved and will never see or hear from again but the point is I loved them. It is really easy to choose out, to shun the temporary and forsake spending yourself of someone you will only know for less than a month with no guarantee of any further relationship. It is easy to bury yourself in your team, or in your journal or on the internet, anywhere but the ever shifting here and now but you have to ask yourself, when you are skipping the shortest opportunities, is it the whole lives you remember or the single moments?

    I love Garrett McNeil madly, he is my brother and very close to the top of my list for favorite guys of all time. When I think of Garrett the first thing in my mind isn’t the many conversations, the endless funny moments, or even the many times I was oh so proud of him. The first thing that ALWAYS comes to mind when I think of Garrett is the moment on the bus when Logan and I were huddled together in a puddle of tears and he reached his giant arms around the seats and hugged us both, he was down in it with us and it meant the world to me. We have never been on the same team, so with the way the world race works I had spent just a little over a month with Garrett at that point, and he couldn’t have had any idea that, that was the moment I would always remember, he didn’t know that that is the moment that would open my little circle of trust and make me believe that there was a reason to give other people a chance. He didn’t know that that moment changed my life.

    This isn’t just for world racers, though I hope they take this to heart, this is for you, love. Every moment is the only one.
 
 
 
Thanks to everyone who has followed and supported my mission by reading blogs, encouragement, or financial support.  I am officially half way through the world race and about to leave Africa for Asia. I am still a little less than $3600 under my December 15th  (the day after my 30th birthday) support goal. This is the final support goal and I would love to meet it. Please consider becoming a one time or monthly (for the next 6 months) supporter of my mission.  There is a support link on the left hand side of my blog, support may also be sent to:

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