As we were driving in the blue van toward the airport, looking for “Departures,” it hit me.
What exactly “it” was, I’m not sure, but within 10 feet of walking into the airport, I had to stop to have a little emotional breakdown.
We had a really great visit to Ohio, getting to see a handful of dear friends and meeting many new people, visiting house churches nearly every night. The next step (moving to Central America) is coming up in 2 weeks and I think packing seems overwhelming and Central America seems very far away from friends and the familiar. It’s ironic, though, because I spent nearly a week telling everyone how exited I was to return!
Maybe I’m just tired.
Or maybe it was the lack of accommodations on the plane.