delara, interrupted

I'm not leaving on a jet plane, although for whatever reason that song keeps popping into my head. I'm leaving by car, and the closer I get to Saturday the stranger that seems. What were feelings of utter excitement and anticipation two weeks ago have given way to feelings of anxiety and worry. Ha! Ah well... I suppose that goes with the territory of stepping out into completely unknown territory.

Deep inside, I do feel courage, strength and determination. On the surface, I'm just plain nervous. The human experience, right? We are full of paradox.

But transformation and growth are the name of the game. (And now I have that Abba song in my head... how interesting, although completely unrelated in terms of theme.) And I'm eager for both, although I realize it's a loooooong road ahead of me and there will still be a lot of pain. I have evidence of that every day, even now. But I'm game - let's do it.

I've already started a list of things I'll miss about Chicago...