
How do I feel about going to the Philippines? I have been trying to sort it all out, and I have had time to reflect on it a bit. I feel blue, and grey, and green.
Blue, because blue seems to me to be a hopeful color. It stretches on and on and on like the sea, and upwards like the sky. Though some say blue is sad, I beg to differ, for sad is...
Grey. When I feel saddish, I feel grey, not blue. Leaving for the Philippines is bittersweet for me, because of all the people that I am leaving behind. I love them so dearly that I hate to think of spending a year without them. However, it is hard to be too glum because I feel ...
Green, bursting with life and color. To me, green represents my excitement. I have always longed to travel, and this is the perfect chance for me and John to go abroad. See new faces, explore new places, and make new friendships.
A mix of emotions. Blue, and grey, and green, the colors of the sea. And I can't wait to see what lies in store for us. Christ is leading, and we are following, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
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