As soon as I received my visa, everything has seemed to move along pretty quickly. I found out yesterday that I would for sure be on the 7:30 plane out of Portland and on my way to Malaga, meaning I leave tonight to stay in Portland overnight.
I thought I was prepared for this- honestly, I did! I've been waiting nearly four weeks for this day now (actually, much longer than that; but that's how long I've been ready to go and packed and all that jazz), but once it got here everything's gone by so fast I feel lost in a whirlwind. All of a sudden I have 24 (well, 3 now) hours to say goodbye to everyone I love. I didn't know I liked so many people until it came time to have to leave them for eleven months.
I'm still getting used to the fact that I will not sleep in my bed for close to a year. I'm still getting used to the fact that after I drop him off at work, I won't see my brother for a very long time. I'm still getting used to the fact that I won't get puppy love and tree climbing when I go to the Nopps'. I'm still getting used to the fact that I made several very strong girls cry today when I had to give them one final hug- man, was that hard. Saying goodbye to my best friends in the whole world was not something I'd care to repeat!
This is all part of the adventure; the nervousness, the stress, the sadness. And that makes me okay with all of it.
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