"Today will soon beGone. Time is gone, gone, gone. Just a few short months ago my trip this summer was just a thought and a wish, and today my sister was telling me how she can't believe I'll be gone in three weeks.
Gone, like yeterday is gone,
Like history is gone,
The world keeps spinning on,
You're going going gone,
Like summer break is gone,
Like saturday is gone
Just try to prove me wrong
You pretend like you're immortal you're immortal"
Me, gone? Sometimes I find it hard to believe that God really thinks that I can handle everything that this summer entails, and I find it hard to believe that my parents think that I can handle it, and I find it hard to believe that they can handle it. :)
This isn't small anymore. This isn't just a trip to England, a country I know and love. A country where I actually speak the language and can communicate with the people. This is big. This is halfway-across-the-world-life-changing-in-huge-ways-I-can't-even-see big. This is once-in-a-lifetime big.
I'm so blessed that I have this opportunity, that I actually have the chance to make friends and meet people that I may still know when I'm fifty. I'm so incredibly crazy fortunate that this is happening, and I can actually go this summer.
Time flies. Today I'm typing this in my room in Indiana, this time next month I'll be typing something in the Middle East.
I'll leave on the 23rd or the 24th. Yes, THREE WEEKS from today, less if I leave of the 23rd. My grandparents are getting here on the 15th, leaving on the 22nd, and I'll leave the next day. Thank you so much for all the prayers and funding. It means so much to me and I can't wait to see what happens this summer.
And at the end of the day, I find it hard to believe that soon, I'll be gone, like yesterday is gone, like Saturday is gone, like history is gone, like summer break is gone.