Don't Leave

For the first time in my life, I'm not the one leaving.
I was always the one saying goodbye, promising to visit.
I was the one who left for camp those many years ago, and to leave again each summer until this one.
I was the one to leave for college, to pack up my belongings and relocated to a different state.
To move my heart to Minnesota, only to return to my homeland for up to 3 weeks at a time.
Until now.

I have friends going abroad. I have friends returning to camp. I have friends in other states.

There's a certain loneliness in being left behind. A fear of being forgotten or overlooked.
An anxiety of monotony - that each day will blend in to the next until summer becomes a string of meaningly hours passed until the moments I choose to live.
That's not what I want for this summer.
I want to be invested where God has put me.
To embrace the blessing of working two jobs that I dearly love.
To enjoy each moment with the boys I nanny.
To see the world through the eyes of 11 year old boys.
To feel the joy of being able to work in my field as a designer for UNWSP.
I am blessed. 

I anxiously await the days in the future when my friends return from their various experiences. I can't wait to listen to the ways they grow and see the light in their eyes as they recount the various ways Abba touched their lives.

I think this summer I'm realizing that everyday life can be a marvelous adventure in itself. I don't have to fly across the ocean, wear tie-dye on Tuesdays, or uproot myself for what feels like the thousandth time. I can find joy and purpose right here where God has placed me.

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