When I first applied to spend a year in Kenya I was all prepared to go, mentally. I knew what would be ahead of me, what living conditions to expect and I was pumped about it all. This time around it is a different story. Even though I have been to Swaziland twice before, I feel less prepared now then just a few years ago. Maybe with age I've become less adventurous and more cautious. I'm still very much excited about what this next year has in store for me, but I think it's taking me a little longer to be comfortable with this idea. It would have been so much easier for me to stay in Texas this year, continue with school, be on my way towards graduating and making money instead of spending it.  This year however, I have decided to make life more interesting. I am going to Africa for a year, taking classes, being challenged and challenging others and ministering to people I have yet to meet but have already fell in love with.  So tomorrow the next chapter of my life begins. I am heading to Georgia to meet the other leaders and in a few days the students will be arriving. There is still so much that needs to be done before I actually get on the plane, but overall I couldn't think of a better place to be. Even with all of the thoughts racing through my head and the doubts that seem to be rising as well I know that I'm exactly where I need to be.