The weight of two years hasn't quite hit me yet, but maybe that's because when you really think about it, two years is not a long time.
But it is.
Because it'll go by super fast for me, but I don't know if it will for my friends and family. And I'm afraid of where everyone will be once I get back. I'm afraid a lot of people I care about now will be gone.
I'm beyond excited to be going to the country I've always wanted to go to, but all of this work will change me more than any normal visit to Japan.
I'm one of those people where something doesn't really hit me until long after it's happened. It's hard for me to think that there's an end to things, because I have this eternal perspective that not only comforts me, but also makes me somewhat apathetic.
Like it's just now kicked in what I'm getting myself into, and I'm nervous, and I'm scared, but... I'm ready.
I've found out that this is the time where I need to go, a time to just focus on the work of the One who created me, and less about myself.
I'm excited to see the changes that happen to me, but I'm more excited to see the changes that happen to the Japanese people.
I'll see you in two, minasan.
It's not over yet,