One more day...

As I sit in my room, walls stripped of the once life-giving photos and memories, i cannot help but admit that i am sad to leave. Even the simple act of packing up my few treasured belongings and clothes triggered a feeling of uncertainty in me. Not to say that I am uncertain about what I am doing next year because that is the one event that i know is God santified and perhaps even a miracle at this particular time in my life. I just never pictured my departure occuring this way. Whereas a few months ago i was eagerly counting down the days in anticipation, I have now realized that when I finally do come home I will be changed which is scary for me. I also will be searching for a place to live which adds to the feeling of uncertainty i have about leaving without any substantial home to come back to. The once small town comfort of being able to go to the grocery store and see ten people you know will be removed and alone i will conquer the foreign land of Costa Rica and discover life in what people call “the real world”. Regardless of all this i am excited for how my heart and views will grow and change. I will do my best to keep up regular posts so that everyone may know how it is going.