The last day came too soon

Wow....this is so hard to summarize. Here it goes.
We arrived a little later than usual the last day of the hair acadamy and all of our students were already working independently on their mannequins and waiting for us by the door. The older orphans in the class particularly were the ones waiting by the door (16-18ish). When I walked up I noticed they had a little bit of a look of worry and relief on their face.....almost like they were scared we were not going to show up. This class was HUGE to them. Jason and I could demonstrate a haircut to them....they could go straight to the mannequin and do it. The difference between them and us (American)......they "listen" sometimes we only "hear". This class was a lifeline for them. In the U.S. we take things for granted and move so fast trying to get to what is next that we really don't take the time to "listen".
At the end of our time together with the students Jason and I tried to describe how proud and amazed at how far they had taken themselves and our hopes for their future. Well....that didn't happen without tears. I described in America we make a good income to buy lots of "stuff", but....this time with them, their gratitude, love for us, and dedication....I would trade all that "stuff" in a second. They have an abundance of things unseen....which is way more valuable.
They asked if they could pray for us as a group and that was one of the most humbling time in my life. We bowed are heads and a chorus of voices were praying for us all at the same time. It was beautiful, pure, authentic......I have never experienced that before. It was so loud and no one was worrying about what anyone else was praying or how they sounded....it was purely to God, not for anyone else.
You can imagine....I was at the blubbering point at this time :) Jason and I explained to them we were crying because we were so happy and proud to be a part of them. We gave them the opportunity to share their feelings (that's the girl in me:).....and it was awesome the hope and insparation leading how to cut hair gave them. Now they want to work toward teaching how to cut hair, open a business to support their family, do haircuts to save money for the orphanage.....they have dreams now.
Jason and I will come back to teach design 102. Expand on what they learned and take them further. I know they will be waiting for us.
One thing important to know.....haircuts in Cambodia are 50cents all the way up to 8$ in the nicest part of the city. I know that sounds crazy but.....now our students have the opportunity to earn a living with pride.
I love this place and cannot wait to come back. I never dreamed my life could feel so free and authentic. I know this sounds cliché....but, god has set me free. I am for sure a work in progress but I love where He has me and I can't wait to see where He takes me.