This past week, all I have been doing is packing, and saying goodbye. It went by in such a blur, that it hasn’t hit me yet that I am sitting in a hotel room in Washington DC, preparing to leave for Ireland in just a few days. Already, I am tired. Saying goodbye to my family was one of the hardest things I have ever done. I cannot stand it to see anybody in my family get upset. I know that they are so proud of me, it is crazy. I hate to see them sad of me leaving, but they are 100% completely supportive of me doing this. Saying goodbye to my boyfriend is a whole other story. I can see why he is upset of me leaving, but he knows and understands that I am doing this because my God has told me to, and I refuse to disobey him.
Saying hello is ridiculous as well. I leave my family behind for eleven months, but I get to say hello to my new family. I went from a very low point to a very high point in less than five hours. I am beyond excited about being with my squad, and I am even more excited to be back with my new family. I still have no idea when I am leaving for Ireland. What I do know is that it will be at the end of this week. I also know that I will not be in Dublin, but not sure exactly where in Ireland I will be living. I do know that it is a good drive from the airport. I don't know what I will be doing in Ireland, but I do know that I will be praying that it will be safe.
You will learn pretty quickly, that I will probably not know what is exactly going on until a few days before, or until I get to the country!
So, I beg of you, don't ask my parents and sister what I am or will be doing. Because they will probably find out the same way you do, my blog. 🙂
Pray for safe travels for all three squads launching this week, and pray for G Squad. They just found out a few hours ago that their whole route is backwards, and instead of starting in Europe, they are headed to Honduras, which was supposed to be their last country.
Funny how things get switched around!
Phrase for the day: Freedom exists, so that love can exist.
Happy Fourth of July!
Oh, and I get to celebrate freedom in Washington DC. Jealous?
