NOO!

Well, today was the Youth Minister's last day, and I swear I nearly cried. But I didn't. It's like with my brother - it's barely been a day, and I miss him already. See, this is the last time I'm going to see him from now until Christmas, maybe even longer. *runs off bawling like a little girl* I think the one consilation with my brother is the fact that I'm going to go visit him (bringing food, of course) on Saturday, and with M (FYI, I'm not doing names because I don't want some creeper reading this and finding someone out and stalking them) it's going to be almost SIX MONTHS until I see him again, which I'm NOT cool with. I mean, he's going to have LOADS of adventures, of course, and for that I'm happy. But that won't stop me from missing him, at least for now. I did take photos, and I gave him about 60,000 hugs (HUGS SOLVE EVERYTHING!) and ran down from the balcony along with about 4 other people to put my hand on someone's shoulder like they do when you get confirmed, except it was a send-off for M, and the people whose spirit was going into him were the youth, the adults who worked with youth, and all the people there who had been through seminary.

Well, goodbye, M, and good luck. All the best!