“Why are you leaving?”
“Because I’m going to study again.”
“Don’t you want to work there anymore?”

It is not that I don’t want to work there anymore– leaving doesn’t mean not wanting. Leaving is more of flourishing — it is hard to find the way out.

Whoever wants to leave a job where your heart belongs? It’s just that I am going to be where God wants me to be– to a path I long have been praying for; to a place where God knows He can use me more.

You don’t know the struggle of leaving people and the place that greatly contributed to my spiritual growth.

You don’t even know how many nights I begged God to just let me stay while I obey — but He said I can’t.

Lest you don’t know how hard it is to let go of the environment that taught me more of compassion, generosity, respect, selflessness, gratitude, and all things positive.

It is hard, really. It’s heartbreaking– like leaving a person you love the most because it is for the best of you.

Tomorrow is my last day and tonight is dreadful — it still isn’t sinking in. I got to find my way out.. maybe there’s a way out of this separation anxiety. Maybe there isn’t.

Lord, seriously? Can we freeze the time, please. Promise, I’ll bake You a cake.