A Comfortable Being

I’ve been putting off writing this post for a while now. I think I knew that if I wrote it, then the reality of me leaving would smack me in the face. But, I need to write this. Even if no one else reads this, I need to write it for my own good. To close this chapter of my life.
I’m a “comfortable being”. I like order, I like knowing what’s going to happen, and I like plans. I like to be IN control of the situation. I like to know that my parents are just down the road, that I have a paycheck every two weeks, and ultimately what is expected of me at work. I like knowing what’s going on. I really don’t know what my days will look like this summer. Which is why going to Australia scares me to death.
I have enjoyed every single moment of my internship with the high school ministry. I have enjoyed watching students grow, getting to serve them, and ultimately just do life with them. I have gotten comfortable with them. I can hang out with them, be myself, and know that they’ll still love me at the end of the day. They are a HUGE part of my comfort zone. Which is exactly why I need to go to Australia.
The past few weeks, I’ve been in an awkward in between phase, a holding place between two seasons of my life. I’m excited for Australia, yet I’m sad to leave some sweet students (and friends and family). So, I’ve been spending a lot of my free time with them, and I’m already looking forward to hear all the great things God does in their lives and hearts this summer!
Meredith and Julia left these on my phone one night πŸ™‚
And then Jamie and I left these on someone’s phone πŸ™‚
Chickfila after the last Wednesday night of the semester!
Senior Sunday…my last Sunday at WBC for a while!!! 😦
My last day of work//Summer Kickoff Pool Party
Our sweet staff got a cookie cake for me!!!

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