One More Month

Well, today, August 15, marks the one-more-month point in my journey in India. In just 31 days, I'll be boarding a plane and starting my journey home. With this on my mind, there are many things happening in my heart.

One potent emotion is, of course, sadness. The goodbye process - to the people, to the country, to the experience - is difficult, and it would be wrong not to be sad as I go through it.

Along with the sadness, though, I feel a sweet anticipation. Soon, I'll see my family and friends again, sleep in my own bed in my own room in my own home country. And, while I've grown to love India, nothing will ever be as sweet as home.

So, I find that, all at once, I am both happy and sad, filled with both sweet anticipation and bitter dread. Sometimes I feel like I can't get home soon enough; other times, I wish I could stay here forever.

I can't and I won't stay here forever, though. Home is calling my name, and, even though it is difficult to let go of what I have here, I know I must in order to answer that call. And so, with sadness, I am beginning to let go of this part of my life, this adventure in India, while, with joy I am beginning to grab hold of the adventures that await me.

One more month...