I am in Bangkok once again.
I woke up this morning with the intention of being thoroughly detached and subsequently un-hurt by all the goodbyes to take place. I walk down the stairs and find that my baby comes running to me, smiling and giggling, arms spread wide open. After my good morning hug from my two yr old, I get my good mornings from the rest of the lot. PLAN FAILED!
The newest boy to the home (yes there is a boys home as well as a girls home...separate buildings...no worries) has been super shy until yesterday when we got into a tickle war. He decided to continue the tickle war this morning. And even when I am busy eating or packing, my little monkey boy will climb himself up my back and just sit there until I tickle him off. So...as you can see..goodbyes were hard.
Two of the house moms gave me goodbye gifts...and brought tears to my eyes. I assured them both that if I was still in Korea next winter, I would come back and I would be embarrassed to find their English to be better than my own. :-)
Anyway...it really does suck to be leaving...but I know there is a chance I will be back. And that chance makes the leaving a little less difficult. Call me crazy...but I feel that everywhere I serve, I leave a little of myself. But I know that I learn and grow inn the process.
Well...I have 2 more airports to go and I should be inn Busan in 18 hours. So, until then...wish me safe travels.
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