The past three weeks I’ve spent in Nairobi with my 25+ brothers. Instead of writing about what I’ve been learning, I’ve just been enjoying the moment, the conversations, and the fellowship.
But now, it’s time. Again. It’s time to say goodbye to them and wait another six months before I see them. I’ve been threatened not with taking my passport away this time, but chaining me to a table so I have to stay. 🙂
Last night was when the realization of leaving hit and I wandered campus hunting for friends and conversation. There’s a restlessness that comes when you’ve packed your bag and it’s time to say goodbyes. Never something I’ve liked anyways, but yet it’s been my lifestyle the past nine years.
But would I give up having ever met my brothers just to not have to say goodbye all the time? No way José! I’ve had amazing opportunities to meet awesome people around the world and I wouldn’t trade it. It’s just a constant challenge to keep my heart soft so I give the same effort at getting to know someone even though I know I will soon have to say goodbye.
So now I ready my technology for long distance conversations and notes. Grateful that now, when I find it harder to say goodbye than when I first started, I have more access to technology to stay in touch. Text, email, online chatting…grateful to live in a world with access!