This Is The Day.

I'm so not ready to go... I'm less than half packed, quite indecisive about what to bring (prioritize Shimona!!)... and am painfully of each moment that passes - savouring each memory, each taste, each action.

This time leaving is different.
In the past, I always felt I was somehow running away or running towards something.

Now however, I am simply not running.
I am answering a call that I hear clear as a bell in my heart.
Despite the usual turmoil leaving brings, I know I go with peace and blessings from above as well as my parents.

Here's to new horizons!