Well it is official. The day is here. The bag is packed. In fact I’m writing this from my first destination. San Francisco.
I may have just been here a few weeks ago, but I am really grateful that San Francisco is my first stop. Mostly because I feel like it’s a good way to test the waters. In particular I’m fairly certain I’ll need to reassess all I’ve brought. I thought that I was bringing barely anything. But that “barely” anything has filled my 40L bag to capacity. So much for packing light...
But the purpose of this blog entry is not to discuss my arrival in San Francisco, rather to discuss the wonderful friends and family who over the past couple weeks have been sharing with me their concerns, well wishes, luck, and prayers.
For me these moments were bittersweet. I found an incredible amount of joy spending time with the people I love and knowing that they are excited to see me start my adventure. But it has also been difficult to see the sadness on their faces when I leave. For me, I'm about to start a grand adventure, to you all you are losing a friend or daughter, niece, etc. All I can do is say that I am only an email away and hope that in time you will be as excited about all this as I am.
Nevertheless, I now find myself in a San Francisco hostel feeling incredibly loved, incredibly blessed, and incredibly excited. I may not know what the next few months hold in store for me, but I know that all of your blessings and well wishes have meant the world for me.
Stay tuned, things are about to get interesting...
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