I woke up on this day, the same way I did last year, seeing Rosita sitting in our room as we all got ready to go. It's another dreaded day, it's time to officially leave San Luis, Mexico and go back home. I got out of bed and got dressed for the day. I made sure my bottle of sand that Dulce helped me collect was well wrapped up, I packed my bedding away, and zipped up my suit case. I took it down the stairs with Christina, and then we sat on a bench with Lindsay.
I looked over at the tree to see a flower made of glowsticks hanging of the tree. This is the hardest thing, knowing your kids are right there, and you can't do anything about it. You sit there, trying as hard as you can not to cry, until you hear the dreadful words, "Time to go!" </3 And in the moment, your heart is broken to pieces.
We got in our van, and started to pull out. I held Rachael's hand and cried, I was so upset. Then we all looked back, and right as we pulled away, we saw the girls lights go on. I think that my dear just woke up, as I left for another year. <3
We got to the airport and I plugged in my phone. A picture from last years trip popped up on my phone of Dulce and I walking together. I looked up, stared out the window, and I lost it, tears streamed down my face. So, so hard.
Once we got on the plane Rachael and I sat together, just us. It was nice not to be with a stranger again, even though the lady was nice! :) I stared out the window and I started to cry, sorry but this is an emotional day. As we took off, I cried more and more, another year was my only thought. Another until I would hug my favorite girl in the world. Until I would wake up to walk down the stairs to see the most precious children I know. Another year, until I would go into the streets to play with children, and to minister to people. Another year, I couldn't believe it.
Hours and hours were spent on the plane, most of mine were spent sleeping. I woke up ato a shooting pain in my ears, It felt like death. I always have a problem with that on planes, but I didn't last year, or on the way this year. They were seriously killing me, aghhhh. So I got some gum and chomped on it like my life depended on it!
Once we got home, at our airport I felt sick. I had a soar throat, and I was sick to my stomach. My mom drove Rachael, Benita, Gianna, and I back to the church. We talked and talked about our week until we approached the church. We dropped off those girls, then we were on our way home.
I went to my room, and I laid down. I couldn't believe it was over. I cried myself to sleep as I thought, "Another whole year." <3
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