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This is the face of how Hannah and I feel about May. It’s a no good terrible rotten time. Too much change, too many goodbyes, beginning a love hate/relationship with skype. But that is the life we lead, it is the nature of the expat/missionary life. When you venture to a place far away from the home and people you grew up with the world suddenly becomes a much bigger place. You can’t unmeet people and forget that life is going on without you in each new place anymore than you can forget that life goes on in the place you grew up, went to school, church etc. Sometimes I’m like whhhhy did I open that door? I cannot shove it shut! I cannot forget you people! But then I recognize that it’s only such a painful experience because it’s such a great experience. In the end, your world gets smaller because your friends begin to populate the areas between you and the people you love that are furthest from you. I could just play hopscotch across the globe and find pieces of my heart that were stolen from me (okay okay, I gave them willingly). Anyway, you get the idea.