Wow.

It’s been both a wonderful and amazingly difficult week. On the one hand, I was at Orycon surrounded by friends, I’ve had great success with my knees this week, I have filled this week with gatherings of all my loved ones… but then there is the flip side. The sadder one. Everything I’ve done and am doing this week is the last for months. Though I’m trying not to think of it as much as possible, last night, I cried. I’m weeping now. Pathetic, right? I guess it wouldn’t bother me at all if I were venturing upon some wonderful holiday where I would bring back lovely tales and great gifts, but I have a very difficult time wrapping my brain around that concept when I am going to Australia.

I blame Zach.

Last night, he took me aside and said the most wonderful things while hugging me supportively. Dang. A few well chosen words and he broke me like a twig. All that effort to wall off that section of my soul behind cinderblocks and pointy sticks gone to waste.

I guess this makes it even more important that I find a way to move in a more positive direction where The Family is concerned. If I fail, I’ll have failed my whole community. You all have so much faith in me, more than I even have for myself. I can’t even express how important that is, but I probably don’t need to, as you already know it. I love you all.