Well…the “lasts” are starting to happen. Yesterday was my last Sunday in the States. Weird. Last Sunday at church. Sad day. Last night at Community Group. Last time sleeping in my bed. Tuesday will be my last day at work. Though, I must admit that I am still in denial and playing the “It’s not happening yet…” card. Good-byes don’t feel real. Hugs don’t seem like hugs that won’t happen for a long time. But, I’m already feeling the pull on my heart. I’m so thankful for the people around me. From “church” to friends to coworkers to family. For who they are, for the community, the fellowship, and for just sharing life. I am not loving on the change or the good-byes. Forgive me in advance if I seem unemotional. I am. I just am late in showing the emotions. This translates into crying hours later. And for a little sentimental song lyric to end this otherwise unending post:
“keep in mind we’re under the same sky”
🙂 name that song!
b'ahava 