There are people that walk into our lives and God instantly gives us a connection and love towards them. In 2006, I was hired for my first teaching job as a kindergarten teacher. I scrambled to prepare everything for open house day when I would finally meet my first class. The day arrived and the first student to walk through my door was Daniel.
That year I learned that I loved teaching kindergarten and loved each one of my 24 unique students. Half way through the school year Daniel told his parents he wanted to visit me at my home. We explained my 45 minute commute and the logistics so he settled on a Burger King dinner date. 
In May, when his family announced they were moving, I was devastated. I'd come to have a special bond and love with each of these five people. They had come to America so that Daniel's father could attend seminary at Liberty University. That spring, he completed his classes and received a position as pastor in California. That seemed so far away to me! Daniel's last day was field day. Our class wished him well with hot Cheetos, his favorite snack, and a shirt we had all signed.