I don't know how I continually do it. Move to another location...pour out my heart and fall completely in love with the people around me only to once again leave. I feel like part of me dies everytime I have to say goodbye again. How do you spend 24hours a day, seven days a week, for 4 months with a group of people and then leave them to possibly never see them again? The way I do it is running forward and trying not too look back. God has blessed me with amazing relationships everywhere I go and although its so hard to say goodbye its "better to have loved and lost than to have never have loved at all" Sometimes crying at a goodbye and really feeling the heartache feels so good because then I know how much that person really meant to me. So these are my thoughts as I stepped out of Baja, left my girls and my dear friends.
(The kids at the daycare tied me up to a chair to keep me from leaving...in this picture they are all praying for me. I cried so hard.)
