Sarah King | Bocas del Toro, Panama | Post 4
72 hours until the longest summer of my life is over. 72 hours until I am snuggled in quilts and flannel, protected from the freeze and snow. 72 hours until I am home to Kansas comforts and Mom and Dad. 72 hours until I am separated from my new family of 21 sisters and brothers. 72 hours. I know I should not measure nor limit these last few moments in numbers but the urgency is overwhelming. This experience that has…