Saying Goodbye...

On Monday I told my students that I'd be leaving in May.

"Will you be back?"

Ofcourse, I said, I'll visit as much as I can.

"So you'll be back once a month"

* heartbreak *

No, not once a month.

"Can we pick some people to help you?"

No, I don't think we get to pick them.

"Will you be here on May 10th?"

No, I don't think so. Is that your birthday?

"Will you be here on Dec. 29th?" "What about October 14th?"

Every hand shot up. Everyone wanted to know if I'd be at Camp Freedom on their birthday.

No, I won't be. But you can always call me and I'll sing to you.

No one had a melt down. No one fell apart.

We all held hands and prayed together. I told them that I needed their prayers. They didn't let me down.

"Please keep Ms. Kristin safe as she travels."

"Please let people help Ms. Kristin."

One of my former students/current StreetLeader prayed, "Thank You, God, for Ms. Kristin and how she has loved me and made a difference in my life."

They cheered when I said that we could be excited that a neighborhood that didn't have an UrbanPromise summer camp would have one this summer.