bittersweet.

oh hey.

I'm back,

and my next few days will consume of recovering from mosquito bites and attempting to catch up on sleep. 

I'm fluttered with mixed emotions, I'm starting to figure out that nothing taste worst than bitter-sweetness. 

From "one last times", to cleaning up the place you started to call home, to waking up with a knot in your throat from knowing it's time to depart,  to hugging the life out of your roommates wishing you could take them with you. To sad car rides home that turned into the happiness of the sweet surprise of seeing your best friend jump out of your parents vehicle to receive you. To posted notes all over your room along with "welcome home" text blowing up your phone. To holding your precious niece and hugging your sisters. Even all the way to waking up the next morning to another bitter-sweet taste of taking senior pictures because some how I blinked twice and I'm already a senior..

SharpTop Cove work session two was easily the best month of my life. I was with amazing people from sunrise to sunset, serving and growing together in Christ.
Room 207 was filled with three other girls who taught me how to love and laugh like never before. I learned how to pray, how to cry with out feeling weak, and how to serve just as much physically as spiritually. I saw Jesus transform lives, heal the broken week after week and teenagers from all over the USA became part of the greatest love story ever told. I built SharpTop Cove a home in my heart, the beautiful thing about having friendships in Christ is that it's never goodbye.
It's refreshing to think that this is just the beginning of the many more great things that Gods going to do before my eyes.