I’m sitting here in the Delta Sky Club in Atlanta trying to grasp exactly what has happened today. Today I said goodbye to my family… The family that I have lived with for the past 25 years. By far the hardest thing that I’ve ever done. I’ve been told over and over that this is long over due, and maybe it is. But I can say hands I have the best parents a person could ever ask for. I have zero regrets.
I’ve only cried about 3 different times in the Wilmingon airport, and twice in Atlanta… So hey, maybe it’s getting easier.
I will be back in Wilmington in 46 days for about 2 weeks and leaving then will be 100 times harder. Because who knows when I’ll be back.
I know that in 3-4 years we will be back in the US. That gives me so much comfort. I know it’s also important to think that this is God’s next journey for me in life. Have you ever wished that God would just show us what He has in store for us. What are His plans for my life? I guess that’s where trust and faith comes into play.
One thing that helped get me through living long distance from Zach was knowing when I was going to see him next. I’m going to have to do that with my family. Already have my next flight scheduled and ready, and then just count down the days.
Here’s to the next 46 days, and hoping it gets a heck of a lot easier than today was.