I am sitting in the missions housing in Guatemala city right now.
Its 12:21am here.

Happy Thanksgiving!!

I cant believe we are leaving. Perri, Chris and I are sitting in the dark just hanging out and its sort of just strange...this is our last night. We will all sort of go our seperate ways. Will we remain friends? To some degree I am sure. Did we make a difference here? Only God knows how much. I have learned lately how to say goodbye to people, but it never makes it any easier, does it?