It seems like the closer I get to staging, the more I find my stomach in my chest. This is due to a recurring realization: I am moving to another country for just over two years. I knew that it is what I was getting into and I am really excited to be going, however I cannot really tell you the last time I have lived somewhere for two years. Seriously though, I have lived in 10 different homes/apartment within 3 cities in the past 6 years, so committing to one place for so long is a bit foreign to the adult version of me.
One thing that I am pretty grateful for is that I haven't been attached at the hip to my family for the past few years, otherwise it would definitely make leaving that much harder. Granted being near them and seeing them a ton these past few months has been awesome and I will miss them, I also know from experience that I don't need to be in constant contact with them to retain my sanity. I suppose I am one of those "create your own family" kind of people when it comes to being away from my own :)
In other news...
My sister is attempting to throw me a going away party tomorrow, which I am not too excited about since I don't know most of the people she invited (though, she does claim I have met them...). I would have been fine hanging out at home and having a family dinner/game night. I'm sure I would be more excited if my LV friends were here, but oh well. I'm sure I will have fun nonetheless.
I'm totally one of those make your own family people too. Makes me even more interested to read how adjustment goes for you. Best of luck, you rock lady!
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