Despedida

Despedida is the Spanish word for a going away party.

We gave one to Marisol before she got married – kind of a going-away-from-being-single party.

Bethany and Julie organized and planned our Argentine one and we were surrounded by precious friends on Saturday night.

We were again reminded of the many prayers that have been prayed on our behalf

and of our faithful God who has provided us with such amazing friends in a country very far away.

Never in a million years did we imagine that we would have developed such deep friendships here.

I feel like a broken record, but God is so faithful.

I’ve been doing a lot of writing lately – mostly in Spanish – and that lumpy throat feeling is still ever present.

[Bethany and Roman leave a week before we do for 3 months in the States to continue Roman’s master’s program in Linguistics which made the despedida feel extra heavy.]

It was an incredibly special time, one that we will never forget.

So, without further words, here are some photos of our Argentine despedida.  

We wrapped up the evening with a spontaneous acto given by the girls... the boys watched and tried to understand.

We stayed for dinner with the Fields and Caceres and, unfortunately, even Mr. Bean showed up.

It couldn't have been a more perfect gathering.

We are thankful.

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We realized that while we were continuing the process of saying good-bye to our Argentine friends,

some USA friends and family were moving our stuff out of storage and into our garage. 

Steve, thanks for showing up. 

Mike, nice AFA shirt and awesome pose (is it a pose??). 

Ramon, we love the loyalty to La Patera and your organization skillage. 

And, of course, thanks to Brad for snapping the photo. 

Muchas gracias a todos.

And thank you to all of our wonderful friends - both here and there - who are helping us process this transition and making it as smooth as possible (even when that involves dusting off boxes and recovering chairs).

We definitely feel the love... amor.