1:30am. Sitting on a bed in Manila. Trying not to fall asleep. 1 teammate's already gone. 2 are dozing beside me. 1 is on her laptop at my feet. The rest are asleep in their own rooms with plans to get up in an hour and a half to say one final goodbye.
I've spent the last 2 months of my life with these girls - not just at times, but every moment. We haven't just lived together; we've experienced life together. We've tried new things together. We've been afraid and nervous together. We've laughed and cried together. We've questioned and learned together. We've said hello and goodbye to so many new friends together. We've bonded together. This summer, I counted on God and I counted on these girls. They were always there.
I'm about to say my last goodbyes. Yes, we're friends on Facebook. Yes, I'll see a few if them in December. But it'll never be the same. I'm learning that part of gaining perspective is moving on. That's hard. Right now, I'm going back to a great community in the States. Next time I come overseas, I won't have this community to come back to. That's a scary thought. Yes, I know God will provide another community but I'm never going to forget this one.
So many times we pondered the fact that God put each one if us on this specific team for a reason. We mat not have it figured out exactly but I'm sure glad He does because the way I see it, despite all of our struggles and shortcomings, this team couldn't have been more perfect.
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