Have you ever been torn between two things that you really love? For some it may be deciding between cookies or ice cream, or standing at the clearence rack on shoes, falling in love with two pairs and only being able to get one...for me I am torn between people and places. I know that this may sound mellow dramatic, but I have the right to be a little girly every once in a while. In many ways I have not been able to enjoy coming back home, because I know that it is only temporary, and that i would have to pick up and leave again at the end of summer. No one could truly understand how amazing my family is out here, and how much they mean to me, and how much it hurts to say good bye. There is nothing in which I find more joy than walking through the doors of my church and being able to do what I can for my brothers and sisters in Christ...I was created to do just that. And so, as I pack up to leave I can't help but think of all I will miss in the time that I am gone, about how much it feels like I am abandoning them. And yet, I know for a fact that I am going to the right school, and the family that I have established out there is just as special, and I enjoy serving them just as much. How do you choose? To choose would be to place more value on one than on the other, and I know that there is an equal amount of love for both ends. But trying to not choose is also heartwrenching. I hate saying good bye.