One week before my journey- 7 days. I'm a well of emotions. Unfortunately, sadness is at the front- followed very closely by excitement- but still sadness is my main emotion these days. It is difficult to remember that a window is open when you're stuck watching a door close in slow motion... For seven more days. Some of the most incredible people I've met have been on this leg of the journey. Ones I'm not ready to live without. I think the fear of never seeing these people weighs heavily on my mind. That such an impact on my life will only be a freckle, a speck of dust in the past, when given time. Amazing to see how time makes everything minute. And it never stops.
One thing I do think about is, if I could stop time, choose one moment to stop time and live in forever, even though I love everything about here right now, I know this wouldn't be where I'd choose to stop moving. I have south growing and changing to do. And though I'm sad to leave and scared of what lies ahead, the thought that I'm not ready to stop growing and changing propels me forward. Gives me hope. It feels now, after writing this and thinking a bit, that my sadness is giving way to something more tangible, something more appreciative. I feel gratitude. To my family, friends, country- old and new, the past, the present, the future. I'm ready.
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