Saying Goodbye

I never thought saying goodbye would be so hard.  For the past 8 months, I have made Quito my home.  And now, I must say goodbye, not knowing if I will have the chance to return.  When I left West Chester, I knew I would be back - that I would see my family and friends again and that my home would always be there waiting for me.  But with leaving Quito, I am facing the unknown, something that makes me uneasy.  I don't know if I'll see these people that I have called my best friends for the last year again, or if I'll be able to visit the ACF shelter again, or if I'll be able to visit my favorite coffee shop again.   I am leaving today with both fear of the unknown, but also esperanza that I will return to Quito once again.