Tonight is my last night in Waco for three months. I can't believe that this is really happening. It's come so quickly!
I've spent all day running around town gathering up last minute things and returning books to the library, doing my taxes, buying postcard stamps, learning how to fold cranes. It's 8:30 and I'm mostly packed, so I'm feeling good about that, but I know that I'm going to forget something.
I have my new mailing address, so if you're interested in getting it, please e-mail me. (My e-mail is accessible in my full profile - by the picture of me and the gorillas.) If you go to my church, you'll find it in this week's newsletter, I think.
Tomorrow I leave on the 6 a.m. flight. I get picked up at the airport, given a few more hours to ponder this serious decision, and then asked to sign the paperwork making this official. Wednesday at 6:15 I am picked up and driven to Galveston. At 7:30, I am admitted to the hospital. Then the real work begins!
For tonight, though, I'm going to spend some personal time with my pillow. I'll miss you ol' friend.