The End...At least of this trip

Now don't go blowing your nose and getting all teary eyed on me. I still haven't told you anything about sister adventures that took place...that will be my plane-ride-busy-work.

It's over. I honestly don't know how to explain this terrible feeling. I feel so full of memories and stories and relationships, and yet I feel so empty. It's like I'm being cut off. I have a life here and I see so many ways that I can help, but I'm leaving. These transitions are simply hard. I hate saying good-bye to so many over a long period of time. It hurts to have friends fade away one by one as people leave and schedules clash. God blessed me with wonderful friends and a few relationships that developed to more than just a surface level buddy, but I've said good-bye. Not even "see you later," but good-bye. Such a strange concept!

I have learned so much on this trip and I hope I never forget where I have been, what I have seen, and the companion who traveled along side me. This trip created a new passion for and a new understanding of the world. People are lost and have questions, so I need to have answers.

I fear going back to English overload and forgetting how to process the world and truly concentrate on what God is doing. It will be a fight to make time and continue in this relationship with the Father.

My favorite saying of "God provides" has been expanded to "God provides and deliverers!" He is my rock and has truly delivered me from the pit I lived in for so long and has set me on a path. And so I end this journey to begin another. Farewell Europe....until we meet again.