Mixed emotions. That’s the best phrase I can use to describe how I feel lately. In just four weeks I’ll be headed home, and I cannot begin to explain how much I miss my family. Home sickness didn’t really start for me until a week ago. And even now, I don’t know if what I feel is homesick, or just an overwhelming excitement to be with my family again. Because at the same moment, it’s hard to imagine leaving England with no definite plans of coming back. I love it here. I’m going to miss the cities, the history, the people. I’m going to miss being surrounded by their accents and yes, I’ll even miss riding the bus…although, I can’t say I’ll miss it very much. The past four months have been the greatest experience of my life. Yet there is so much more I wish I could do. There is so much more I wish I could see. How can I be so happy and sad to leave all at once?
I guess the only thing I can do is cherish the good in both. Cherish the excitement that keeps building up until the day I get to hold my family instead of just seeing them on the screen of a computer. Cherish the four weeks left and use every opportunity to soak it all in. Cherish the memories I have made and the friendships that won’t be torn apart by 4,000 miles. Cherish the dream that someday I will be back.
There are so many promises held in the hands of someday. Jesus, please cherish our somedays.