Worst Blogger EVER

That's me. I'm really bad at blogging. I don't have time.

I'm getting ready to go to Africa, it's going to be amazing. I'm nervous, I'm scared, and I'm excited. I've been crying off and on for a week or so. It's a little crazy.

I'm nervous to leave my kids, I know they're going to be taken care of, but still their my babies...and I have control issues. Which has brought on a lovely set of mind games. They won't need me, they'll realize how much better life is without me, blah, blah, blah. It's been fun. Thinking on what is good and right...God doesn't want my family broken apart and I shouldn't be thinking on such things. Focus. 

I'm scared to get on the plane. Again, control issues. Someone else is in control of the vehicle I'll be in, which will be a bazillion miles in the air. I've never used a plane restroom, I've always been to scared to leave my seat..and I don't like public restrooms. Oh goodness! 

I'm excited for this experience. I'm happy to be going to love on children, I love kids. But we are also going to have a chance to go into the village and talk with and love on people. I think I am most excited about this part of the trip. I love people! I know this trip is going to change me so much, it's going to be good. It's going to be a wake up call I'm sure. I think I know, but I don't. You can't until you've seen. I want to have open eyes. 

Going to start packing my stuff this week and make sure I'm not missing anything.