Since Monday, I've been cramming with last minute to-dos before our flight to Uncle Sam. It's been a hectic three days and I finally able to get home today earlier. There are still other things that I wanted to do like meet with friends in Sarang and some students in UM but my schedule is crammed as it is, and I still need to recharge since our flight is long and I have kids to attend to, so I need all the energy I have. I have to rest before the scheduled day since I don't know what is in store for me during the trip (it's our first time). Not counting the days, I'm torn between excitement and anxiousness. Excited to see another country, especially being with hubby, Disneyland and snow. Anxious about what is in store for me there and worried to leave my mom and daughter behind whom I've been with since I was born in this world (my mom and I was never separated ever) and this is the first time that I will be away from her (miles and miles apart). That goes to my dear daughter too.
But in this life, there are really choices we have to make. And I've chosen the path I've never taken and I'm trying to be brave enough to face the risks involve in this new journey. All I can do is pray that all will be well and I know God has something in store for me.