From Home to Home

The feeling going through my head and my heart right now is one of the weirdest that i have ever experienced.

On the one hand i am sad to leave.  Sad to be saying goodbye to the people who have helped shape who i am, the people i love, and the people i have spent my life with.  This is the longest, by far, that i have ever been away from home, so it will be really hard to leave.

But at the same time...i'm not really leaving home, because my home is in Mexico as well.  I have people i carer about deeply there as well, and i have many people there who i consider family.  So i am happy to be reunited with them.

I'm sure it will take quite a while to digest everything that i am feeling.  The 6 hours i am going to be spending on a plane in a few hours should be a good time.  I hate flying, i always have.  I'm not scared, i just get sick, and i hate that.  I', trusting God to hold the plane and hold me as well as all the kids on the dream team that i am flying with.  But i am actually, believe it or not, feeling really good about this flight.  God got me through 17 hours of flight when i went to Nepal, and he can get me through this and anything else.


I feel like i'm in limbo right now. i want to be in Mexico OR at home, not in this weird state of mind where i am letting go of Portland while grabbing on to Mexico at the same time.  But only a few more hours, and i will fly out of limbo and into my beautiful Morelia!!!