Coming Home
So I'm writing this post before I thought I was going to. I thought I was going to have almost 3 weeks...not 3 days. But due to some unforeseen circumstances at home I am moving my flight up by 2 weeks. Which means I am coming home on Friday. Friday. I don't think that has sunk in yet.
So many thoughts are going through my head right now. This place is home. Chio, Alvin and Caleb are just like family. Chio just told me that they consider me family too, considering I am 1 of 3 people out of the family that they let babysit Caleb. That warms my heart and makes me cry. It's going to be hard to leave my silly little boy and the rest of the family. When I was changing my ticket tonight...Alvin threatened to turn the WIFI off so I couldn't change it. That's when you know you are loved.
Sandra from the clinic told me today that she has to have surgery sometime to fix a hernia.
She then proceeded to tell me that she wants me to come down and stay with her and take care of her when she has it happen. I don't think that is going to be able to happen but we will see. She has also threatened to cut up my passport so that I can't go home.
Susi from the clinic keeps telling me that they aren't going to be able to run the clinic without me. I just laugh and go ah yes you will. Susi also has said that she wants to take my passport away from me too, so I can't leave.
It's wonderful to feel loved and wanted. I never understood how your heart can be in 2 places at once. I think of everything that I am leaving down here and I don't want to leave. But then I think of Ohio and all that is waiting for me there and I want to get on the next flight home. And then I go back to...today was my last kids club for Mondays and I didn't know it at that time. I only have 2 more days at the clinic. Only 3 more days with the Tico fam. Only 2 more days with my Mama Nica. But the thing is...it doesn't matter if it's 3 days or 3 weeks, leaving is always going to be hard. Even though I don't speak the language that well these people are family. And family is always hard to say goodbye to.
And yes I'm already thinking of when and for how long I can come back in the fall. It's no longer an if I am coming back...it's a when I am coming back.
So many other thoughts racing through my brain but it's hard to write them all down. As sad as I am to be coming home...I am looking forward to the next chapter in my life, to see what I have in store this summer and the rest of the year. And I can look forward to coming back here again.
No quiero ir pero quiero ir.
Blessings,
Suzanne
So many thoughts are going through my head right now. This place is home. Chio, Alvin and Caleb are just like family. Chio just told me that they consider me family too, considering I am 1 of 3 people out of the family that they let babysit Caleb. That warms my heart and makes me cry. It's going to be hard to leave my silly little boy and the rest of the family. When I was changing my ticket tonight...Alvin threatened to turn the WIFI off so I couldn't change it. That's when you know you are loved.
Sandra from the clinic told me today that she has to have surgery sometime to fix a hernia.
She then proceeded to tell me that she wants me to come down and stay with her and take care of her when she has it happen. I don't think that is going to be able to happen but we will see. She has also threatened to cut up my passport so that I can't go home.
Susi from the clinic keeps telling me that they aren't going to be able to run the clinic without me. I just laugh and go ah yes you will. Susi also has said that she wants to take my passport away from me too, so I can't leave.
It's wonderful to feel loved and wanted. I never understood how your heart can be in 2 places at once. I think of everything that I am leaving down here and I don't want to leave. But then I think of Ohio and all that is waiting for me there and I want to get on the next flight home. And then I go back to...today was my last kids club for Mondays and I didn't know it at that time. I only have 2 more days at the clinic. Only 3 more days with the Tico fam. Only 2 more days with my Mama Nica. But the thing is...it doesn't matter if it's 3 days or 3 weeks, leaving is always going to be hard. Even though I don't speak the language that well these people are family. And family is always hard to say goodbye to.
And yes I'm already thinking of when and for how long I can come back in the fall. It's no longer an if I am coming back...it's a when I am coming back.
So many other thoughts racing through my brain but it's hard to write them all down. As sad as I am to be coming home...I am looking forward to the next chapter in my life, to see what I have in store this summer and the rest of the year. And I can look forward to coming back here again.
No quiero ir pero quiero ir.
Blessings,
Suzanne
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