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I'm with you, when everything is packed, things are still coming out of the woodwork! How can there be SO MUCH STUFF! Oh, Sonya, I so appreciate your sharing and so feel for you, having gone through this a few times myself. When we left Jamaica I cried until we landed in Miami, it hurt so much to think I'd never see Jamaica or any of those friends again. Good-byes are simply bitter-sweet, more bitter at first but gradually the sweet grows in you as the Lord leads you to a church, helps you find your way, and over time the new place becomes home. (It usually takes a year or so for that to happen, so go easy on yourself in the meantime.) I'll be praying for you and do hope to see you sometime in the coming months, though it won't be this Fall as I had hoped. But it will happen. God bless and hold you up in the days ahead, Anne
Miss you all ...already! Love the writing and the reality of it all. Enjoy the adventure!