I am 17 hours and 50 minutes away from starting my journey home to Bruce.
I can't wait to see him.
And yet there is also a sense of sadness about leaving NZ. I don't know - and for now I guess I don't need to know - what it has all been about. These three months have felt like a lifetime. I am leaving behind, once again, people and places I've grown quite fond of. I don't know if we are meant to end up in NZ. Maybe. Maybe not. But I do know I have been deeply touched, and forever changed, by this land the native people call "God's Own".
For now, I bid all of it farewell. E Noho Ra.
Kia Kaha. Kia Toa. Be Strong. Be True.