I’ve lost many friends in this season. maybe not literally, but my friendships have changed. I lost quality time because of work hours. I gave up social interactions for hobbies. and my friends are moving on without me. But as I mourn these loses, I sit here with the little boy who currently holds my heart, watching him sleep & praying over his life, I realize this is exactly where I want to be. my job is where I know I’m supposed to be right now, but this contentment is where I want to be. I have chosen this time in my life, not out of financial necessity or out of boredom, but because I care about this boy and his family more than most. I can’t quite explain the relationship we have, to have traveled with, entered into a home, met the whole family, called the paramedics with, been to the hospital with, and seen life happen with. It’s different than anything else, special in it’s own way. we have this bond, C and I, one that comes from often putting him to bed, praying with him, rocking him to sleep, and kissing him goodnight. when he says, “goodnight tabitha, I love you” my heart melts and I realize that I can’t leave this just yet.