My grandmother used to always say, “Without any sad goodbyes, there wouldn’t be any sweet hellos.” I think of that every time I have to say good bye to someone. Good byes are an inevitable part of being a missionary. One is always having to say good bye to someone. When leaving the home country to go the field, there are many good byes. When leaving the field for a furlough, there are more good byes.
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