I have been immensely privileged to have a wonderful job over the last few months taking care of a little girl whom I like to call fetitsah. I know many wonderful people at my church who have nurtured me, children there I have nurtured, and people with whom I've grown and lived for many years. I have such lovely friends and family and the house in which I live is very beautiful. I have been blessed to live with some other young-adult women of God all of whom I love and respect very much and consider them all my sisters, although two of them were born that way. When leaving it all to go to another place, all these things take on a different meaningfulness. I love the people among whom I live.
Nevertheless, I am not too sad about leaving because I know I leave on good terms, not because of altercations or bad things happening, but because I go on to something else which God has put on my heart. I can't say that I love my native home or Romania more, but I have a great love for both places.
I said I'm not very sad about leaving. It's true, but I will still miss the people here.
To what am I going? Well one might say I have family in Romania as well as here. No, I didn't grow up with them, they're not the same race or bloodline as I am, my involvement with them and theirs with mine is all relatively recent, but I know such wonderful people there. I like the way my friend Amber says it, we have the same Father.
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