Today was an intense day. So, this is our last week in Mexico, and although I am very happy to see my friends and family back home in Canada, I am also so sad. I woke up feeling pretty good about everything. We had class just like usual, then we headed off to teach English at the Pasao San Quintin school one last time. I was completely fine. We taught our lesson and then Rosa started talking to the class... she started telling the kids how much we loved coming to see teach them and getting to know them. My tears then started flowing. I didn't even mean to, I just started crying so much. Yolanda, a 12 year old who is extremely smart and a great kid, came up to me and gave me a huge hug. Whoa! That just made me cry even more!