My heart is truly full. Tonight I said goodbye to some very wonderful people in my life. I know it is not goodbye for forever, just goodbye for now, sort of like a ‘see you later’. I know that this is the path that I need to be taking. So many of the people I saw tonight are the people that have pushed me to make this decision. I just feel so loved. I think that these goodbyes warrant a bit of emotion. Lives are going to change, my siblings will get married, have kids and move houses, all while I am gone. And even though I love the people that came, I probably won’t see some of them ever again. Some how, life moves on, even without me. This will be harder than I thought.
Second botswana cake
But the party was awesome. There was a second showing of a botswana cake.
And we had karaoke. I hope there are karaoke bars in Botswana or at my training site. If not, I have no idea what I am going to be doing to have a good time. Read a book? knit a scarf? can anything be as fun as singing ‘where is the love’ while Peter trys to DJ by changing the key a billion times? I don’t think so.
- go mike and peter!
I am one lucky girl. All of my siblings decided to come to town for my farewell party (also my mom’s birthday… sorry I stole the spotlight!). I am going to miss them soo much, but I know they are going to visit me on the other side of hemisphere so it’s no big deal. nbd.
My room is a mess. I am trying to pack but I still have to use stuff, like everyday stuff. I have to brush my teeth, I have to wear shoes. Gah.
Set that aside and it is time to start saying the goodbyes. I went on a walk today to celebrate the semi-nice weather (curse Utah springs for it’s manic depressive weather!).
I realized I am going to miss this little guy. So even though he may not get it, I have to start saying goodbye to him. We love taking walks together and snuggling on the bed. I love you, ziggy!
Today was my last day at the single’s ward I attend. It was a wonderful day filled with ample amounts of the spirit and friends. In the evening, I was given a botswana cake. A botswana cake! Most people didn’t know what it was and they said it was a road going through the ocean.
Peace for Botswana Cakes
Sure, that makes sense, but first it is a cake decorated to look like the flag of botswana. It was delicious. How did they know I love chocolate? Oh, probably because I am a person! Chocolate is the best thing ever. I hope they have chocolate in Botswana. I love the cake; I appreciate this gesture more then these girls even know. Sometimes, you think you are invisible, and then you’re not.
I have felt absolutely confident about this decision to join the peace corps for about eight months now. I feel like I have had plenty of time to mentally and emotionally prepare for the incredible adventure. It was just a couple of days ago that I started to feel this knot in my chest. It is happening. I can’t turn the clock back. I have to say goodbye to normalcy for a while while my whole world gets shifted upside down and I learn a new rhythm, a new culture and a new language. So I can say that I have been emotionally preparing, but I expect some turbulent days ahead.
It just seems that there have been a lot of things that have happened to make this the right time for me to join the peace corps. My job is seasonal, so I finish work on the 31st, I have no financial or emotional commitments. I am free to do as I please. To go to Botswana.
I needed to cancel my gym membership to Curves. Have you ever been? It’s fine as gyms go, but it is only really tolerable because my mom goes with me. I had been putting off cancelling my membership because it was going to cost me like $85. Yikes! I tried cancelling it the week before, but the lazy staff member said he didn’t know how. So then I showed up on Wednesday and there was that happy little note on the door. There were being evicted! The owner had foolishly driven the curves out of business. As a result, they would cancel everybody’s membership for no fee and they were closing the next day!
HALLELUJAH. this means no fee and no going to the gym for another month! I love it. It is a sign. And for those of you filmilar with the tithing, I think it is because I pay my tithing!
Holla back! I am going to Africa!
This is my life
I mean, I get it. I wouldn’t really want to bring more than that. I have scoured the internet and blogosphere looking at what is most pertinent to buy. But it is a critical time, because now I want to save so I have enough money to visit Cape Town or Mozambique!
I love this picture. This is after my three month stint in Nepal. Three months! I was only there for three months and look at what I carried around with me in. In my defense, I accumulated that striped bag only at the end. But if this is what I look like for only three months, what about two years?
Luckily, I have a lot of items due to my travels in India and Nepal. But now I find I am in need of items that I wouldn’t otherwise think about. Like I need a short wave radio. I don’t even know what that is, but I know that I need it.
And a hammock.
And a sleeping bag.
And perhaps a sewing kit… that would be nice, right?