Well, tell me about it! | Mexico
Tears continuously flowed down my face as I stood in the airport waiting for my ticket. My parents were with me which usually would have made me feel comforted. However, my tears were not because of anxiety but rather I was crying because of a deep internal pain. I was leaving Mexico, my internship had come to an end. I felt like someone was ripping the most precious object out of my hand and there was nothing I could do but watch. I sulked the entire way home and stepping foot in America intensified the pain even more. I wanted to run back, to continue serving, to be with those I had fallen in love with. Upon my return I have been asked countless times, "How was it?" How was it?! Life changing. Soul altering. Perfectly joyous. Calming and beautiful. It was communion with God. Words can not express the overflowing joy and passion I was given during that month. He's 2, an orphan, a soccer player, and has captured my heart. "I think the biggest translation o