About two years ago, I remember writing in my journal that I wanted to go to Guatemala. This thought was not without prompt. At that time, some people I know were going there on a mission trip. I never actually imagined I'd be able to go though.

But I am.

I'm leaving in ten days. I'm very nervous and excited, and can't believe it's only ten days away. Just thinking about it makes me have a funny feeling. Oy.