How lucky am I to have something that make saying goodbye so hard? – Winnie the Pooh
I have said a lot of goodbyes in the last few weeks. Today will bring the final ones and tomorrow will begin a lot of hellos. Goodbyes are hard. Forgive me for stating the obvious, but that is the simplest way to say it. Pooh Bear was right, though. The reason saying goodbye is so hard is because I have been blessed far beyond anything I could have imagined. I have been loved really, really well. I feel very much like part of me is staying here. From what I’m told, that is the heart of a missionary – always missing home, but never being able to find it because home is now 2 or 3 or 30 places all at once.
There could be a thousand more pictures here. I have felt so loved and covered in the last few weeks. I cannot believe the day is finally here. So glad that it hurts to say goodbye.