14 days.
It
hits me certain days more than others that in 14 short days I will be saying
goodbye to my home in Dundas, and in 24 days I will be in an entirely new
country. Those numbers just can't seem to compute in my head right now!
Its
such a strange feeling packing up your life into a suitcase. The only physical
symbol of my departure lies on my floor, screaming "this is really
happening!!" even though my mind refuses acknowledge that as a
reality.
And let me just say, I am
such a newbie at packing too. I don't know what way to fold clothes so that
they maximize space, and I dont know how much "western" clothes to
pack (will I even wear jeans??). I'm trying fit in as much comfort items as I
can (letters, my favorite smelling lotion, a years supply of my favorite
tea...) even though the perimeter of my suitcase is telling me
otherwise. I guess this is only the begining of my crazy learning curve this
year.
As
much as I dread the final goodbyes with people that I love, I have to remember
the reasons why I choose and then re-chose back in April to complete this year
of service.
As I have mentioned in
previous posts, these past few months have been extremely hard, but
they have allowed me the opportunity to grow in ways that I normally wouldn't
have before. Im learning about myself again, and I am excited about the idea of
having a year dedicated learning and growing through service, community, and
relationship building in a new setting. In the midst of saying goodbye, I
sometimes forget the amazing opportunity I get to say hello to.
I have to remember that as
scared as I am for this new step, going back to school or staying at home next
year is just not an option for me right now. More than ever I am so hungry for
change, discovery, new people and having the time for writing, creating
art or self reflection. Sitting in class or writing papers all year would feel
like I am moving backwards, and my heart would not be in it. I am so thankful
that this opportunity has come at such a time when I am ready to fully give
myself over and hopefully learn some things in return.
But even with all of that,
goodbyes still suck big time. If there is one thing I need prayer for right
now, its for some strength as I say goodbye to my incredible family and
friends. Oh man that's going to be hard!
yes take jeans...I lived in Choma for 3 years and when i wasnt working....had them on a lot :) you will have an amazing time!!
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