Packaphobia

So apparently I have a fear of packing. My clothes have been set out by my suitcase for almost a week and still only half of my two suitcases are full. I have rearranged and folded everything so many times I could be a professional packer. If I could just zip it up, we’d be good to go. I decided writing my last blog from America was more important.
Tonight was my final goodbye to a couple of families I’ve grown to love so much. I didn’t have a true understanding of just how much I cared for them until it was time to part our ways. I am so thankful for them. The next few months I’m sure will fly by faster than I’d ever think they could, but it’s still hard to leave people you care about. I took Chris and Tim for one last ice cream run tonight and asked them if they were going to miss me. Their reply was “Yeah, who else is going to take us to SteaknShake.” Great, that’s what they’re worried about. I love my brothers.
As far as my travel plans go, I leave tomorrow for Miami and then my plane departs for the DR Saturday night. Not sure when I’ll send my first update, but I can’t wait. Thanks so much for all of your prayers and encouragement. Love to everyone.