T-minus 28 hours.

So the day is finally here.

I felt like I was talking so much about leaving that it wasn't ever really going to happen, but it’s here and I’m here at the airport waiting to board the first of many flights to Thailand. It’s so bittersweet. On one end, I am so excited and pumped that it's actually happening, but on the other end I am so sad that in order to experience this amazing adventure, I have to leave behind everyone and everything. I guess this is what Jesus meant when he said, "'Come, be my disciples and I will show you how to fish for people!' and they (Peter and Andrew) left their nets at once and went with him." Mt. 4-19. 

There's no doubt at all that I am leaving my net, my security, my comfort zone, my family, my home, my cat *sobs*, to follow. 

But God is so good and amazing. Only He could be behind me moving to the other side of the world in 5 months. Only He could give me courage and strength to make this move. And if that wasn't enough, only He could make it to where I got 3 free luggage pieces, instead of 2, and only had to pay for one extra (Yes, I brought 4 pieces of luggage. You pack for a year and tell me how many suitcases you bring, dad).
He knew the tears I cried while packing, mainly out of frustration on what to take, what to leave behind, and what I really needed. But again, here's God, showing me up. 

I'm not sure what the year is going to bring, but whatever it is, I know it will change me for the better. 

There's not going back now.