I have almost finished packing but it is still surreal to me that in less than a week I will be on the other side of the world. I will say I am glad it is going to be warm this summer. It's a whole lot easier to pack. I have no idea what to expect. I am just trying to go into it with an open mind. People keep asking me how I am feeling or if I am ready. I don't think there are enough words in the english language to accurately describe the way I am feeling. 

Anxious

excited

nervous

ready

not ready

pumped

I could go on for hours. I don't feel worthy to be going to this place. Who am I to speak the truth? Who am I to be entrusted with the lives of others? Anything that is done this summer will not be done in my strength. I know who is on my side and so I am not afraid. I set out on Sunday. I hope you will all Think of me often. I know I will need it. 

I have a few things left to do in the states (like eat at chikfila... as much as possible) and so I leave you for now,

 your Sojourner.