wow. as i write this, my backpack sits in the living room next to my suitcase - ready to go. i really do feel as though i'm off to neverland as opposed to freetown, sierra leone. almost my whole life i've been asking to do things to which i received the now familiar response, "not yet...you're not old enough." when i asked to go to sierra leone for two months this summer and heard, "sure, why not" i almost fell over.
suddenly, i find myself pushing against a wall that no longer stands in my way, and i'm just now stumbling forward to keep from falling on my face as i adjust to this new freedom of adulthood.
in the meantime, my last week is full of the little things: today i go to get my yellow fever shot, friday i start my doxycycline. the days seem to pass so slowly, and yet i can't believe june 3rd is almost here. my thoughts are full of conjectures - what stories will i hold within me two months from now when i again sit on my parents bed and write on this blog? what relationships will i have made? how will i have changed?
and in between now and then - what adventures will fill my time? who knows, really?
but it's in the questions and the conjecture that there begins to grow that little seed of sheer excitement - the kind that makes your stomach flutter and your palms sweat - that puts the touch of a smile in the corners of your mouth as you walk through life so completely overwhelmed by the goodness of God
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