It is with mixed feelings that I update this entry. If my life were a book, it can be divided into chapters. One chapter ended the day I left my camp for the last time with my pink IC. That day is a day that I will never forget. My senses suddenly became acute, noticing everything around me. I learned about the steadfastness of God, that he would never leave me and will always be with me no matter what. Another chapter started one week later when I left for the US. Over there, I learned abour the magnificence of God and his creation. The sights, sounds and experiences will always be with me. And now, the current chapter just closed. As I lay back on my seat on the flight back to Singapore, I think about the past few days. What did I learn this time? That God wants us to know how to love. Not just yourself, but the people around us.

I lean my head back a moment as tears gather in my eyes. Being overcome with emotion is something that I had thought that I would never succumb to. The joy on the faces of the children is something that is just so profound, I cannot begin to describe it. Just think about it. The dinner they had on our last night there might be the best meal that they would have all year. The amazement in their eyes as they bask in awe of the fireworks. The laughter and the smiles as they sing and dance. And last of all, hope. I believe that hope is the best thing that we gave them. For nearly all of them, it is the first time in their lives that people actually looked upon them as friends, as equals, as comrades even. I told myself that I would go every year.

On a lighter note, I have found that I actually like travelling. To be able to go to new places and to learn about different cultures is an interesting experience. Too bad air travel costs so much, though. Can't have everything, eh?