"I'm a goofy girl"

Cindy tells me regularly that she's a goofy girl. I usually agree with her because the statement tends to follow goofy statements and/or actions. I've become attached to Cindy during these last nine months, and saying goodbye tonight was tough. At least I'll be reunited with her in September. (By the way, Cindy is my little sister through Big Brother Big Sister.)

I'll manage through the summer, but I'll miss her and her funny ways. Especially the way she lights up at our house, and how excited she gets when she sees my parents and my sister. She loves my sister, and I think my sister loves her back. I love the way Cindy has become a little sister to all my family members who've interacted with her regularly. I'm sad about both of us being gone this summer because she won't be able to meet my other family members, and she'll have to be with her dad and step-mom all summer.

See, I know I'll make it through. But will Cindy? I'm not sure what I can and cannot disclose, so I won't disclose anything. But I will say that when I was driving away, I wanted to take her away from everything. I felt horrible leaving her off, and than escaping to my home. I felt bad that she's stuck, and there's nothing she can do; I felt awful that I could drive away from it all and return to my home where I could shut everything away and forget it all. I started BBBS to make an impact in a young girl's life and to be an example of Christ's love, but how could I know that she would make such an impact in mine? How could I know that I would become so protective of her? How could I know I would fall in love with her? Cindy, in all of her goofy ways, has caught my heart.