I have had so much laughter this week, its unreal. Being in this really small Bible School town, eating in a cafeteria, going to class, hanging out in dorm rooms is like living the Bible student life I never had (Except for one awesome week with Allison at Briercrest taking a seminary class; good times, eh Allie?) Its like being at camp again. Why isn't grown up life as conducive to laughter as the pre-grown up days? Not that being a grown up is all miserable; I still laugh and have great times. It just seems like they are fewer and farther in between, that's all.
It's been such a week of healing and restoration and relaxing. The reality of leaving is sinking in fast, though, and I am definelty having my feelings of sadness about saying goodbye. Gulp. I love you friends and family!