Today was a really good day, and I am struck again by how generous people have been to us, how well we are known by our friends and family, how much we have been given. I can’t think of enough ways to say thank you, so I keep saying it over and over again, sometimes in a way that possibly makes people slightly uncomfortable. I can’t help it; I really am just so thankful.
No, really, I mean it.
And now here we are. Less than a week away from our grand departure. There’s not a lot to say about it except to note that we’ve got a good deal to accomplish this week, but not so much that I feel like I might drown in my lists. So that’s an improvement. I have, however, started to dread my least favorite part about traveling, which is getting from luggage check-in to the point where we are settled the plane, carryons stowed and my water bottle and a book in the seat back pocket. Once I am settled in my seat, particularly for the long flight from DC to Addis, I will feel much relieved. Until then, I’ll just try to distract myself.