Hit Me with Your Best Shot

It hit me.

I am moving out of the country in 2 months. Do you realize how little time that is? Even though I'm counting down the days until my wedding and telling time that it's just not moving fast enough, when I think about moving in 2 months, it feels so close.

I won't be moving back to UMHB in August. I won't be going to RA training. I won't be taking tests; I'll be making them.

I'm a teacher now. I'm almost a wife.

There's a lot of change happening in my life recently, and I know the break down from it all is just around the corner.

It's not that I'm not excited.. just a little overwhelmed with the thought of it all.

In 34 days, I'm going to be living with a boy.

I am so excited about living with my best friend. I am so excited to be able to fall asleep next to him and not have to say goodbye anymore.

I can't believe it's this close, but I can't believe it's still so far away.

Then, just a month later, my best friend and I start the journey of a lifetime.

I'm going to miss my family, friends and Mexican food.

But I'm going to learn to like so many new things.

I feel so bipolar with my emotions right now.