I have a while before I go over the pond, but it doesn't stop me from being excited. I don't even know when I have to be over there...
There are several things that I'm anxious over, but when it comes down to it, I realize that other people have done this and survived :) I'm not apprehensive about going and being gone from things I know because I'm worried about homesickness... It's more having no idea what is going to happen. Don't get me wrong. I'll miss my family and friends... "fo sho"...
I am praying that God will give me the ability to adjust and learn while I'm there. During this in-between stage, it's been easier and easier to fill that uncertainty with doubts about knowing the language, being able to talk to people, finding people I can connect with, and utilize all the experiences to glean the benefits/knowledge. I guess this goes along with my greatest fear: wasting my life (a fear I have recently acknowledged). I don't want to "waste" this time... or my parents' money in this endeavor. I've heard that it's imperative to go into something with goals, otherwise you will be unintentional in that specific situation. With this in mind, I'm continuing to try and figure out what exactly studying in a foreign country will mean to me... Can I say intimidating?
As the time approaches, I would appreciate your prayers as the details are ironed out...
