Well, after pulling an all-nighter together packing and studying for our last final, the suitcases are downstairs being taped up and sent to the States.
I'm crying as I type this because my heart is so heavy. I can't even begin to describe how much this semester has changed my life. The 36 people I traveled here with have become my family.
We have cried, prayed, worshipped, sang, laughed, loved, walked, ran, flown, floated (in the Dead Sea for goodness sake!) together. What could bond us more?
We have walked where Jesus walked, seen where our Lord was crucified, where He walked on water, and sat in the Garden of Gethsemane.
We shared little things, like trying our first REAL Greek gyros, to big things like cruising the Greek islands, riding donkeys and camels, and forming inside jokes along the way.
I am forever changed and forever grateful that this was in Gods plan for me.
HUG, always on my heart and never ever far from my mind.
If you are in my group, know that I ADORE you, that you mean SO much to me. And it's fiiiine. Caliorexi!
packing sucks.
ReplyDeleteespecially when its leaving the place you've traveled to. It's never easy and it never gets easier. it's probably the most bittersweet thing about travel.
sigh.