It was 2001 and eleven-year-old me was woken up in the early morning from my cozy bunk bed and all the sudden I was packing a bag because of the urgings of my mother and then all six of us were in the van driving and none of us kids new where. We thought it was Haiti. Turns out my parents bought us all tickets to the Netherlands and kept it a secret from us until the morning of. It wasn't really that they wanted to surprise us as much as keep us from being over excited and from acting irrationally in the weeks prior to the trip.
I guess what I am thinking is I wish I could do that to myself. Surprise myself with a ticket to Romania the morning of. I would have already taken care of everything that needed to be taken care of...but I wouldn't have to say goodbye to anyone? I know this is a completely impossible notion but in my mind it works. I would rather just jump on a plane randomly than go through the emotional process of leaving point A. for point B. I just want to be at point B. Sadly that is not possible so I will do what I usually do and keep conversations on the subject short and to the point and push the thought into the very back of my mind. And stay busy with Policy homework and sewing projects.
That's all folks.
ps. seriously though, soo soo excited and pumped that God is blessing me with this opportunity! :)
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