Thursday, March 25, 2010
Spent a good part of the day with my favorite young adults, now as the night folds around me I am filled with bittersweet thoughts. I have done all the packing I can do for the moment. Soon I will make final decision on the items I really can’t live without and then do what I must... leave them behind. Twenty seven months is a very long time to be away from family and friends so instead I say to everyone “barring any unforeseen life events I might be gone one month or 27 months.” It feels better said that way. At lunch we talked of life and its ability to drag us into an unknown future kicking and screaming or, if we are willing, life lifts us gently up and into the unknown landscape of our future. Lift off into the unknown for me happens on Monday at 6am, inshallah, when I enter into training for service in Eastern Europe with the Peace Corps.