Tears trickle as every kid comes and says goodbye and we will never see them again. I don’t understand, a month couldn’t have gone by. It’s impossible, I am already their family and they are mine. We will never separate, we will always be together, but I feel only half full. It is like I don’t have my sister with me. Or, my long lost brother is finally here with me, and then we break-up! I realize that the kids feel like us and they think why would we come help them? But my feeling is why wouldn’t we help them? They line up and start hugging us one by one, and tears trickle.
By Sinclaire
Oh, Sinclaire, my own tears fell as I read your post and could feel (and remember myself) what it is like to leave the so very different, yet rich life you have been living for this long. I can hardly believe your Dad is there with you now--how much fun THAT must be! IS that a picture of him already on this blog??...Can't wait to see you all again--we will have you over for a slide (digital?) show.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Liz
Sinclaire,
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful experiences you are having. Homestays, school, friends....I can see why you are having such deep feelings, and I certainly appreciate the wonderful way in which you are sharing them with all of us. You will always remember this trip.
Ray O