Yes, that's right; "five weeks." I leave for Liberia in exactly thirty-five days from today.
I'm trying the best I know how to prepare, but there is still that element of anticipation, of butterflies in the stomach, of not knowing what to expect once I get there. I'm trying to be ready even while wondering if it's even fully possible to be truly ready for something like this. I feel like someone needs to pinch me because I'm still having some trouble believing it's real. After all this time, it's actually happening. In only five weeks, I will be in a place in which my heart is already starting to feel like it belongs ...
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