51 days until Thailand.
The most asked question right now is: “Are you so excited?!” Usually it comes with a huge grin and anticipation of my own enthusiastic reply. Because how else could I be feeling at the edge of this amazing journey — edge of the giant cliff that is about to require leaping out into the grand blue abyss out there…
Yea, this lovely question has brought awkward moments with strangers and friends across the Charlotte area this week. You’d think I’d get better at answering it by now but… NOPE. Still awkward. I think my brain is too full to filter anymore. So I stumble and search for words that fit what my emotions are doing. It’s a lot to squeeze into the span of a few seconds that this poor stranger has. And it’s a lot to manage when it’s a friend. If I say I can’t wait, do I need to be sensitive to their feelings of missing us as we go? And how to I REALLY feel? I have no idea. I feel ALL OF THE ABOVE.
It feels like a dream.
It is a dream. A dream I’ve dreamt for 20 years.