3 Months.

It's scary.
It's invigorating.
It's so close.
It's even further away.

Thousands of words describe my excitement and timidness. And yet barely a sentence can be formed to appropriately explain.

I'm ready, and yet utterly ill-prepared.

I want to go now. Yet, I still don't want to leave the people I'm bonding with here.

I want throw caution to the wind and embrace God's unknown. But I don't want to be hurt.

Three months. An eternity inside a breath.

And yet I'm boarding that plane to Ethiopia soon enough--ready or not, here I come.