Softball under the lights has such a nostalgic feeling to it. It was great to go out and play tonight, although I didn't play particular well and we lost the game, it was, nevertheless, an enjoyment. However, tonight was the last game of the year with the men's competitive team, which meant it would be the last time I saw a number of the players. Players who had become friends from teammates. The realization hit me after the game that I might not see some of these guys ever again. It's incredible how many people enter our lives for such a short amount of time and then move along to their destination while we steady our course. I don't necessarily like the feeling of departure, but I understand it is a part of life.

As a new chapter of adventure slowly draws near excitement builds within me. However, I know that deep within there is a longing to settle. To be apart of a church community for more than a year, make new friends and stay in contact by frequent visits not e-mails, maintain relationships with those I love rather than running off to some new exotic land. As for now, though, I set my eyes upon the horizon. I'll travel, learn, experience, embark and in time return to my roots and maybe, just maybe find a permanent residence.