Tasting Fears and Doubts
Leaving my home was heart-breaking, scary, and ironic. We’re about to go live a dream we have saving for for almost five years; and rather than be excited about it, I’m freaking out. This entry is a collection of journal entries from April, May, and March of 2011, those last months before departure. It covers a dash of my fears, a teaspoon of my uncertainty, and a pound of confusion.