Yesterday evening we had our final team conference call. We met as a team via telephone to have our debriefing time, and to process some of our thoughts/emotions now that we are home. It was SO, SO great to hear everyone’s voices again! Many of you know me well, and you know that I get very attached to people very quickly. In the 17 days that I spent with my team, I did get attached to each person and his/her unique personality. I cannot help it; it’s who I am. I am passionate and I love with all of my heart.
Anyway, after talking with the team, I have struggled again with feeling a homesickness for Sudan. Since I left Africa, I have really gone through [almost daily] spells of intense sadness. Peter nailed it last night when he said that he grieves each time he leaves Sudan and comes home.
That’s the best way to describe it: I have been grieving. Grieving for saying goodbye to my Sudanese friends; grieving for saying goodbye to my team members; grieving for Sudan’s past and present struggles; grieving for leaving my heart so far away.
Anyway, as I continue to process some of these old and new emotions, I am going to take a breather from posting for a couple of days. I just really need to spend a few days leaning on God and allowing Him to heal my broken heart.
