I leave in exactly one month...
I never thought saying goodbye could be so hard, I mean I guess I've imagined it this way, but for it to actually happen is an entirely different thing. I feel as though I am slowly building a wall to protect myself for when the time finally comes. Even though I know its not the right thing to do, I just can't help it!! Each moment I feel as though in a way is my last... driving over the bridge back into Maine, and looking at the sign that says "welcome to Maine, the way life should be." I'm going to miss it all, way more than I expected I would. I would be lying if I said I haven't shed a tear at least once a day for the past few days. And the saddest part is that the smallest things trigger my tears, my emotions are being tried, but I know I can do it, because I am a warrior!
