This past week has been brilliant.
There has been a special visit by a certain YAV who had been serving in Kenya, there were lots of delicious goodbye meals with wonderful people, and the weather cooperated for my last few trips to the North Coast, the Mournes, and Cave Hill.
My departure brings mixed emotions that I can best sum up as this:
I am satisfied that my year as a volunteer has come to a successful completion, I am excited to drive again, I am sad to leave all of the wonderful friends that I have made in Belfast, I am so looking forward to catching up with everyone in the U.S., but I am also conscious that I am not the same person I was when I left for my YAV year.
What a crazy, wonderful, and slightly overwhelming place to be in.
But for now, as surreal as it is to type this, in grace and peace,
a northern ireland yav-alumnus.