T-minus two and counting

About three weeks before a trip, I start agonizing over “WHY am I leaving my family? WHY don’t I STAY HOME!?” I am over that now. I will cry at the airport, of course, but then like a scared kindergartener on the first day of school who suddenly sees all the wonderful things that the classroom offers --- art supplies, books and a beckoning teacher --- I feel welcomed to set off into the world to discover what new things I can see and learn.