19 March, 2013
So there's only 3 days until I leave for the USA!!!! *SQUEEEEAAAALLL* As you can probably guess I am beyond excited and I've already started packing and tomorrow is my last day at work and I'm just trying not to think about it too much so that hopefully the time will pass quickly. But at the same time, it's really hard not to think about it! I've noticed over the last few days, or the last week or so, I've actually been feeling quite emotional about it.
I think it really hit home the other weekend at the BrizVegas Kustom Karnival. I was saying goodbye to my friends, a few of which I was really excited to say 'see you in Vegas' to, but most of which I won't be seeing until I get back. And everyone was so lovely, giving me the biggest squeezy hugs and wishing me the best time and telling us how happy they are for me. And I could feel the tears welling up. It's silly really, I'll only be gone for a month. It's not like I'm going for a year, or never coming back. But at the same time, I kind of understood. It's the same reason it makes me feel emotional. It's such a significant event in my life. The way everyone has cared so much and has shared all my excitement, really just makes me feel so grateful to have the most amazing friends.
Same goes for my family. They have all been so amazing and supportive and encouraging. They are all so happy and excited for me. And proud I know. And it just makes me feel so incredibly loved and grateful. My family sure isn't perfect, but they are perfect to me. And I know that without them and the decisions they've made in their lives and the way they brought me up and the things they taught me, I wouldn't be in this position now. And I just feel so thankful to them for that. For helping shape this person that I am today. It probably sounds all a bit sappy, but when I think about it I choke up. I feel so surrounded by love right now and it is definitely the happiest I've ever been in my life. I sent random text messages to my family the other day, telling them how much I love them. It was a bit out of the blue and I think they all thought I'd gone a bit funny, but I just felt such an overwhelming need to tell them, show them, how much I love them and how grateful I am for everything they've done for me.
I have the best mother, father, big sister, step mother, step father, brother-in-law and friends in the entire world and I'm about to fulfill a dream. I often wonder how this little outcast girl from Woodridge ever got so lucky, but I never wonder for long. Because there's no point, and I'd rather spend my time feeling happy and grateful for it instead of questioning it.
So what about you guys? Are you gonna miss me while I'm gone for a month?