As we counted down the days to our move, it was very surreal to me. It’s hard to imagine life after your everyday routine. Hard to imagine not seeing the people you see so often. We had grown especially close to some of the youth and families from Bethlehem and in many ways we truly felt like family. As Alison and I drove down the interstate to our new home, we often found ourselves riding in silence (with the occassional sniffle.)
“I feel like we’ve abandoned them,” Alison would say.
We’d laugh at the good memories, then choke up again. We know that there’s a good chance we’ll see them again, but we also know that things will never be the same.
It wasn’t their fault.