Tonight I will be leaving
for Brighton, England. Surprisingly I
have finished packing and weighing my luggage.
Being done with time to spare and both bags under the weight limit is
not a common occurrence for me. I almost
don’t know what to do with myself. Ok
that’s a lie - I still need to tidy up/clean, vacuum and do one final load of
laundry. I think I can accomplish that
in the next 5 hours.
For various reasons I’m
finding this departure the hardest one yet.
Strange eh? You’d think that
going away would be easier for 22(almost 23)-year-old going to England for 5 months than for say a 15-year-old headed to France for a year. Nope.
My mom says that it
probably has something to do with the fact that I’m that much closer to being
home permanently. I agree. I'm looking forward to settling down and not constantly being in a state of leaving. But I'm also a little anxious. Once I finish this
semester I will no longer be a student.
I will officially be a “grown-up” and will have to start my “career.”
Personally I think a big
part of why going away this time is harder is due to how much closer I’ve
gotten to my siblings. We are at an age
when we are all friends now. My three
older siblings, Will, Barb and Kathryn, live in Victoria and I’ve been living
with my younger siblings, except Ashley who is up in Fort St. John. It has been nice to hang out with them these
past 9 months. But with going to Brighton they will no longer be only a ferry
ride away; an easy visit for a BC Ferries employee with a pass; or just
upstairs. I will miss them.
I’m will miss all my
family! Thankfully I was able to see
almost all of my extended family before I left.
Last Saturday we had a
goodbye/early-birthday party for me. My
Mom’s side of the family travelled over from the Island so we had both sides of
the family together. I felt pretty
special having everyone gather together because of me.
Check out some pictures
from that night below..
