For those of you who are reading this, and do not know much about me, my family and I will be moving to Africa at the end of June. Our house is on the market, and we actually have renters moving into our house at the beginning on November, which means we have to move out by the end of the month. In case you didn't realize this, we do not have very much time left. We are moving to a house on the edge on High Point and Davidson county. The people who own the house spend each school year in South Korea being dorm parents at a boarding school. They have graciously offered their house to us, for the next eight months.
On top of moving, I have a rather large amount of school work to keep up with. Being in tenth grade means, that my work load is slightly (a lot) heavier than it was during my freshman year.
Sadly, along with leaving our beloved house, we have to get rid of our dog, because she cannot come with us to Kenya. There is a lady who is interested in our dog. She is coming to look at Jasmine (our dog) on Thursday afternoon. Yes, it is going to be one of the hardest things we have to do, but being missionaries is not supposed to be easy.
I am very excited about moving to Africa. I love change, I love moving to new places, meeting new people, soaking in all that I can. Lately though, I have become less excited. The reality of it all has hit me like a baseball hitting a bat. I have began to realize that it will be difficult to leave all of my friends during the two best years of high school. Now, I know that being in Kenya during my two best years of high school is going to be great too, but it will take a little bit of getting used to. Like I said, being missionaries is not supposed to be easy.
Well, I suppose that is really all I have to say for right now. I will try to be a little bit more diligent in updating my blog.
Thanks for reading!
