My stomach has been hurting for about two weeks. I'm not sure if it's a side effect of my malaria medication or my nerves. The reality of not seeing family and friends for a year is setting in. Although I am sure I will make wonderful new friends in Africa, I am a tad cynical seeing that I am convinced I have already met all the best people. Perhaps I will be proven wrong.
During my 24 years I have experienced more love and kinship than many would find in a lifetime. The realization of how blessed I have been has consumed my thoughts this week. How humbling it is to think of all I have experienced in comparison to the people I will be serving in Africa this year. Any sacrifice looks very light.
However, I will still miss my mom. Terribly.