Well, I'm leaving for staging tomorrow morning. My plane is scheduled for 9:30 am, destination Philly. The nerves are really starting to hit, but it's the good kind. The I'm-excited-to-start-this-new-chapter-in-my-life kind of nerves. There are some I-can't-believe-this-is-actually-happening nerves in there too.
It's been quite a long month. Saying good-byes for over a month can be a little depressing. Every time I left someone, I had to say good-bye as if it were the last time I would see him/her for 2 years. And even though I took a month off of work to get all my good-byes in and prepare to leave, the time passed by way too quickly. I've been kind of frantic in getting everything done, this weekend in particular. When I was double checking behind everything, I realized that I had misread one of my emails, and Daniel made fun of me (the title of this post). Don't worry, the Peace Corps isn't sending me to Montana.
For those who didn't know, I celebrated my 25th birthday last Sunday. One of my reactions to this was, "Goodness, I'm a quarter of a century old!" But as I reflected on my life this week, I realized how lucky I am, and how much I have to be thankful for. And I can't imagine a better way to start the next quarter of my life than by serving in the Peace Corps. It's going to be one exciting adventure. Lots of ups. Lots of downs. And a whole lot of in-betweens. But it will be so worth it. So let the adventure begin!
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