So many thoughts are going through my mind.

Am I ready? Am I scared? What if....

I spent most of my last day home, packing, cleaning, & with my family. My mom cooked, as usual, a great meal, my last supper here.

That thought repeats over and over again in my head with every action I take: "Oh, this is the last time I'm doing this for a year."

With every moment that passes, I can feel my mind slipping. It all seems like a blur, surreal even.

I just can't help but think about what is waiting for me over there.

Will I be up to the challenge?

Goodbye Canada, take care of my loved ones while I'm gone.

See you in a year.