There are a lot of visitors and volunteers who come through our gates and we are so very grateful for each one of them. They bring with them new ideas and perspectives on life and when it is time to say goodbye… most leave a good part of themselves with us. Goodbyes are always hard but many of the volunteers from the past are now returning to us and so we can look forward to seeing them again further into our journeys.
We also said an unexpected goodbye to one of our own this week. Nymo and his sister have lived with us off and on for the past four years but this last time Nymo came alone and was here for nearly 14 months. His mother had tried to take care of both of them but the man she was living with would beat Nymo so badly that she was afraid he might kill him … so she brought him to us. Nymo’s sister died from neglect a few months ago. She was a year older then he was. I didn’t tell him at the time because he was doing so well in school and I didn’t want to upset him.
A few days ago Nymo’s mother showed up again and said she now has a new husband and so she wanted to take Nymo back. She promised Nymo that this man would not beat him like the other man did. He wasn’t to happy about leaving us but finally gave in and with tears rolling down his cheeks… climbed on to the motorcycle and rode away, without looking back.