True Love.

I have a beautiful life here. This week I welcomed new students to Trent, Swam in the river, unabashedly, almost every single day; worked in a homeless shelter, worked at a youth center, face painted kids at a fair, played the dijambe at a Stephen Lewis foundation fundraiser, went fishing with loved ones, watched a meteor shower from rooftops of churches, biked dozens of km, ran, painted, drank fair trade coffee, shared meals and played football, watched a thunder storm from the roof of a parking garage and played some sweet pranks out of pure love. I lived fully, loved truely, laughed surely, and prayed sincerily. God, I am going to miss this place.