It's hard to believe that Kim and I started planning our trip well over 7 months ago and after cutting the corners of my day planner week after week, I am down to one last week before I go to Australia.
Someone asked me when it would hit me that I am moving away for a year. I honestly don't know when it will happen, but when I went to Africa, it was about an hour into my flight. That's when the tears came.
I have started to say my goodbyes and I think it is going only get harder. Last week I said goodbye to everyone at BC Place that I work with. Yesterday afternoon Elly and I went out for lunch to say goodbye. Today I said goodbye to Kim's dad and brother Kirk. This evening I said goodbye to my old neighbors. The goodbyes are only going to get more frequent as the week progresses on.
I was standing at work last night when it was slow and it hit me that I am really going to miss my work place. My job isn't glamorous and it is filled with so much drama you would think we were on the set of Days of Our Lives, but I still love it and everyone I work with. Luckily, my last night on Wednesday is a busy one, so most of my coworkers should be there. There will be lots of hugs and hopefully not too many tears.
The last of the goodbyes will come on Saturday and Sunday from close family and friends and ultimately at the airport before I head through the gates, not too look back. I have a return flight and good intentions of coming home. Will it happen when planned? Maybe not.
I know Australia is where God wants me to be in this chapter of my life. I know that He has something amazing planned for me and I am excited to slowly unwrap this gift He has given me.
I am blessed.
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