My first little circle of light joyfully showed itself last Monday as I was tearfully leaving North Carolina. Walking away from my beautiful, naturally perfect dog was hard enough. Then, leaving my parents at the airport, my tears flowed even more freely. As I boarded the plane I managed to get my tears under control, but they were there--barely under the surface. A very kind gentleman, Bill offered to let me put one of my bags under the seat in front of him, to keep me from having to check my larger carry-on. Before the plane even began to roll, I had already started with my tears. Bill on one side and Travis on the other talked with me the whole trip. They asked me questions about my year, told me a little about their lives and let me talk about my family and friends. It was remarkably healing. As I was disembarking the plane between the two of them, I realized that God himself had put his hand out and held me tight when I just couldn't make it on my own. He sent me two wonderful angels, Bill and Travis, to bring me comfort and remind me why I was leaving all the things I love most behind.
Orientation this week (extended due to Hurricane Irene) has been a life-changing experience in itself. I can't wait to see what the year brings! Thank you all for your loving support and prayers!
