We have been on the flight for a couple of hours now. My stomach is killing me. I can't eat anything without my stomach getting upset since leaving Ethiopia. I'm feeling very upset knowing I'm going back to a place I really don't want to be. I want to be in Ethiopia. Everything about America makes me want to vomit. Except for being from there gives me the chance to really bring change to Ethiopia. We have many more resources and priveleges I can use to really help in Ethiopia.
I am really struggling with what I should do once I return home. I know God wants me back in Ethiopia. Ethiopia is no longer a major part of my heart, but a major part of my soul as well. But what am I going to do about it while at home?
Once we land, I tried not to think about what was to come. We collected all of our bags and the good-byes were inevitable. I broke down. It was so incredibly sad to say good-bye to everyone. I didn't want to leave Ethiopia, but I also didn't want to leave my group. I love each and every one of my team members. They are so special to me--we have shared just about everything. I'm going to miss them all very much. They have brought out the best in me. I can't imagine what life is going to be like without them in it every day. Two weeks might seem short to feel that close to people, but when you spend every minute of every day for 2 weeks with them you get really really close.
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