Bad news...

This is an entire week of "see ya laters".

Sunday wasn't awful. I'll see almost all of my family next week before I leave. It was my last time seeing my cousins from Idaho...I think I hugged my favorite two at least ten times this weekend. However, I've made them promise to be faithful little letter writers, so I'm not too worried.

Today's been hard. I just said "see ya later" to one of my favorite people in the whole world. She is an amazing person who has influenced my life, probably more than she's ever realized. She is an angel, as are so many of my great friends. I went from a high to such a low when I walked back in my house, as it suddenly hit me that this was it. This whole year-and-a-half thing really is happening. Of course we'll all stay in touch...but seriously. To give you an idea of my current condition, I'm on tissue number seven. Fo reals.

I know I can do this. I know that I'm meant to go on a mission and that I'll have some really amazing experiences. I know there's sacrifice involved. I know this. But let me just say that this whole "see ya later" thing? Yeeeeeeeah it's definitely not my fave.