Missing You

  I'm having the hardest time adjusting to every day life again. I've been home for 4 days and it feels like I've been missing Nicaragua for months now. What is this void that I'm feeling? Is this the stamp that those precious children left on my heart? Or is this God telling me to go nurture the piece of my heart that was left in Nicaragua? I wouldn't be upset at all if He told me to go back.
  I feel like a completely different person. As if God gave me a new pair of eyes to view life through along with new perspective, heart, and cravings. My every decision is based on who I am because of who they changed me into being. I seek things now that I never before knew my heart longed for. Though my soul is at peace, my hands at feet are anxious to move again in His name. Have I found my identity?