Departure is on the horizon...

You know when you have plans for the future and they seem so far out there that you hardly give them a second thought? It isn't until those plans receive a specific date for when you will actually carry them out that the date of it's arrival seems to not just creep up on you, but race in your direction at a blurring speed. At the end of June, one of my bosses notified me that I would be flying out July 31st and that date has come all too fast. In two weeks I will be nestled in a faraway land trying to adjust to the 15 hour time difference among many other things. For the most part I have been spending all of my time in the great outdoors and with my family. Packing for my year long adventure has been quite the task because not only will I be dealing with humidity and torrential rains, I will also be dealing with how to supply a classroom and what necessities any first year teacher would need. I am getting more and more nervous as the date draws closer and closer, but I know deep down that I am going to walk away from this experience with my head held high and a sense of accomplishment.