Oh the perks of Carpe diem, and the occasional depression of Carpe Aeternitatem like thinking.

Well theere are always moments of awesomeness, but inevitably you start to realize that time is your enemy. With some kids you feel like cool things are happening and your connecting, and that they really enjoy having you around. That's when you think about it again. On Saturday it marks the point of 3.5 months remaining before I return home, And you wonder how different things will be again. For the kids as well as yourself and for the ministry itself.

Never thought kids enjoyed me being around. While not until I went through spiritual counseling that started when I was 19, and God changed something. I don't know how, but kids don't usually hate me anymore. :)

There many things to miss from here besides the obvious one of a spring time that last from October to March. Which is immediately made up for by having summer from April straight through September. 

I wonder what will happen to these kids. Will God give them more people to bring guidance to them? And questions I'll never know the answers too. Will there lives be any different because they had this house and people that cared about them?

What are some things I'll miss? Random moments of unexpected events... Like when Cici takes my hat and wears it just because it's mine and she enjoys messing with me, but she does ask if the hat is sweaty:)

No matter how big it is. 

Early I was playing the card game 'WAR' with Abraham

And Cici, (who actually took this picture) told me that I have something in my mouth and asked me to open up so she could see. Well I did, and then she stuffs a 'Famous Amos' cookie in my mouth. And just looks at me with a little grin like she just accomplished something grand:)

I'll miss kids that have a love language of touch (and some of them own up to it) and just come up to you and sit and lean there heads on your shoulders or hug you randomly from behind and just hang there.  

The ones that try to be good while being a kids. Those can be rare!

I wonder if they'll remember me in fifteen years when there in there mid-late twenties. 

Steph really made me feel old when I told her that Hurricane Katrina hit right before my 15th birthday. And then I realized all these kids were like 2-5 at the time.

I womder how much of this lifestyle can follow me home and effect my life. The life I had before can't be it. That Wes so boring and unfulfilling.