Ever since February 2nd, when God helped me make the decision to not return for another year in Bolivia, I have been saying goodbye. I have tried to make it a point to take in every moment until the end. I said goodbye to different foods (Maracuyá, Nacho Mexicamba and Salteñas), places in Santa Cruz (the plaza, Alexanders, the km 6 market, etc.), café con leche, my classroom and office, my apartment, my walk to and from school, sand in my shoes, my church, taxis, walking to work, the birds, the beautiful flowers and trees, and the Spanish language, yet the thing that I will miss the most is the people. I have been blessed to have great friends and students in my life. My heart aches and tears come to my eyes just thinking about them. No words can really express the joy they have given me over the last two years.
I am very thankful for my time in Bolivia. I praise God for the hard times I have had and the good times I have had. I praise Him for the blessing of fast friendships that will be forever friendships. I praise Him for the church where I was blessed to worship. I praise Him for the simple life I got to live in Bolivia. Even for the hot, humid days, I praise Him! My experience in Bolivia would have not been a full experience without the nasty smells, the gross taxis, the crazy driving, the mold, and the sweat. God was good to me in all of it!
Below are a few picture of my goodbyes...I will never be the same because of Bolivia.
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| Being prayed over my last Sunday at Kairos |
