We’re 28 days out and I have no idea what I’m doing.
I’m riding in a car for 7 1/2 hours with someone I’ve never met.
I’m meeting 50 people who I’ve only known through social media.
I don’t even know if I have all my gear yet.
I’m insanely excited of course, but also a tad nervous. Truthfully I wasn’t even sure what to put in this post because my head is spinning with plans and packing lists and keeping up with fundraising and should I bring that flannel because what if Gainesville gets chilly at night but maybe it’ll be too hot so that’s just extra weight and space and AH.
I had the incredible opportunity to meet with a World Race alumni this week. It was great to get tons of useful info, but I left feeling like I asked the same question of, “tips for training camp?” at least 50 times, with no direct answer. Every reply steered around, “soak it up” and “keep an open mind” or my personal favorite, “drop your expectations”.
As someone who is very organized, planned, and likes to know exactly what is expected, this was not the answer I was looking for. Hmm, no. Like, please give me a list of everything I need to bring and do in order to be successful at this whole ordeal. Out of all the blogs I’ve read and videos I’ve watched, there’s always a consistent theme of “don’t try to prepare for every single scenario”, and I don’t know why I just keep ignoring that.
I mean I do, but it still bugs me. Why would I be wired this way just to be sent to something like this? It appears a friend of mine decided I need to adjust some things.
So, we’re 28 days away from hardly even a sample of what 9 months on the mission field will look like. I’m freaked out, ready to go, ill prepared and haven’t a clue what to take but myself and an open mind. Word on the street says that’s enough.
To every single person who’s supported this adventure, from my entire heart, thank you. Training camp wouldn’t even be a possibility without you! Your generosity is what has helped bring me to this point, so again, and forever, thank you!!
Here’s to fun, fellowship, and a likely lack of showering and sleep. Georgia here I come!
