Today is out last full day in Vienna. We're packing up, cleaning our apartments for a last time, and preparing to head to Italy for the last little part of our journey. (After that, myself and three others will happily trek on down to the Cinque Terre and Spain to soak up some sun for another week before heading back to the states).
I will admit that these past few days have been a struggle. Especially packing up all my belongings. My heart is aching to be flying home...NOW. I know that there is a lot of good things left to see, I know there's a lot of memories to still be made and lessons to be learned, but I'm tired. I'm tired and I'm homesick. [[<<What?! I never get homesick, but I'm feeling it now.]]
I'm praying steadily for peace and the strength to gracefully work my way through this last two weeks. Home will be there when it's time for me to go, I know that. This experience is once in a lifetime. I'll never again be right here, in this moment, with these people, having these conversations. I want to live it now, not long for home.
But I can't get there on my own. (Prayers much appreciated!)
Blog post on our visit to Mauthausen on it's way soon, hopefully.
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