Well it's almost Tuesday. It's wierd but I feel like my doom and my salvation are both waiting at the end of the week. I realized yesterday that when the beginning of July rolls around nobody living in the house now will be here. Elea will have left, mom and dad will be visiting her in France, Jollene will have moved out, and I will be in Spain. My parents are downstairs watching tv and when I hear them laughing I realize that is the kind of thing I will miss the most, their laughter, their voices, their comfort and warmth.
I don't feel ready for this, but I think if I waited and prepared for 5 years I still wouldn't be ready to leave everything I've ever known and loved behind.
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You are soooo ready for "this" ie. the Spain experience. You deserve to fly with your own two wings.
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