Goodbyes and Moving On

I'm back at school now. Honestly, I'm glad. I missed Athens and I can't wait to start up classes again. Of course, this meant that my time at the rehab center had to come to an end. My last day was yesterday. I did my normal routine while trying to hold back tears. I've been having back problems while working there so one of the therapists looked at it while he had time and gave me exercises and tips on how to fix it. At the end, I said my goodbyes and promised them that I would return, and I totally would. It was definitely a great experience to volunteer there. Who knew I would become so close to all of these people? They became a family to me, and I love that type of environment. It was positive, with some antics, but that is expected anywhere when the people are close. I know when I come back, there would be some things that are different. People will come and go into there, there will be new patients and new faces, but there will still be those familiar ones. Someone told me, "We all can be replaced, but it is how much they talk about you once you're no longer working here that shows how much of a difference you made." I know they will miss me, as I will miss them. I've become friends with some of them and go to them for advice. I will take all I have learned from there and use it in my future endeavors.