Today I had my first goodbye of all my England goodbyes.. It was to a little girl, four year old, completely adorable. A niece to my host mother. Suddenly it really dawned on me how sad I was to be leaving.
Yes, I am excited about coming things in my life.. Holland, Houston then Ukraine, God willing.. but at times I wish I could freeze all the good moments, cherish them. The thing that got me, is that, well, I have to admit, I did quite a bit of reading in front of this little girl...so, I was pleasantly surprised when she whispered to her mom "I'm sad.. I like her.." It brought a smile to my face, and a tear to my eye. As lame as that might sound. Then, when Felicity, Kezia and I were driving home, Kezia asked me if I wanted to go to an outdoor/indoor playground with them on Monday... and we had to remind her that that was the day I was leaving to go home and see my mummy and daddy.. and she just sighed sadly.. here we are talking about how it's going to be a hard day for her.. but, I realized it's going to be a hard day for me too, more than I had anticipated.
But, I also love knowing that I have the capacity to fall in love with places, people, new experiences... I can go around the world making friends, and memories... but never, without some heartache.. but, that my friend, is a little coming, and a little going.. the seasons of life.
I remember using that metaphor the day I cam here... and it's completely true, thank you Donald Miller.
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