we´re in the leaving period. it sucks. mostly because I work with children and it´s really hard for them to understand. and when you put it bluntly, that we´re leaving forever, it´s really hard for me to hear. por siempre is a long time. keily invited me to christmas and new years at her house, in an attempt to get me not to go. stay, we´ll light the muñeca on fire and it´ll be fun. she almost cried. everyone is getting really sad. melissa signed elisabeth, omar´s wife, up for hotmail so we can msn and email her and stay in contact. however, she´s not exactly the most computer literate so it´s a long process.
I also know that I will probably be exceedingly unpleasant when I get back. remember when I came home from wales? that was the worst summer ever. of course, it didn´t help that kayla moved to california (though this summer she´s moving to japan, punk). so I apologize in advance for being mopey and no fun at all. I am excited about coming home (I´d be more excited if I had a job). I am excited to see people and meet babies and wear clean clothes and drink clean water.
There’s no such thing as goodbyes. It’s until next time. Because you never know when you will cross paths again. =)
Pain is a big part of growth. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger?? After all of these experiences, you are a different person and after the initial crabbiness, I like who you’ve become.
Change sucks.