Up In The Air

I am writing from somewhere over the Atlantic ocean. I have just shed one tear, it fell at 7:28 p.m. (central time). I'm making special note of it because Alex was making a bet that i would cry at the airport. I win because I didn't. Alex drove me to the airport, walking with up to the security check point. This morning I was in such a rush and stressed over packing that the final goodbye to my family didn't feel like a long-term goodbye and I don't think it has fully set in yet. Things feel surreal right now. West Africa has always been something I thought of in future terms and now I am Ghana bound! It is happening for real; no turning back.