I'll write you a song and it won't be hard to sing/ It'll be a natural anthem/ familiar it will seem
I am so excited for the both of us right now. I'm past positive that the next week will take us both exactly where we need and want to be. Almost since I first found out about going to Italy, I have been preparing myself for the separation I'll have from everything over here; family, friends and whatnot. Homesickness is something I've never had a problem with but maybe that's because I've always had the option of finding home, only I never wanted to use it. This time there will be the least amount of contact necessary, not for my sake, but for my wallet's. I'm fine with this and have been ready for a while. Today's news though, struck me a little bit. I've been so looking forward to sharing every part of my preparation, from packing to jitters to the concert, with Matt - but now that opportunity is gone. In no way am I resentful, it just blows my mind that what I was so lookng forward to and expecting isn't going to happen. I'm not even worried about the 2 weeks. Granted that will be difficult but please, we've been through worse. My biggest disappointment came from just realizing that I have to say goodbye tomorrow instead of 5 days from now. I wasn't ready for that. I'm wayyy too emotional right now to handle this. I had to make a tissue run while I was on the phone making Mac and Cheese for God's sake. What's happening to me? Sheesh. Actually I do know what's going on; no comment there.
But alas, this too shall pass. One week from now I will be arriving in Leonardo Da Vinci airport in the Eternal City. I expect to be exhausted and exhilarated in equal proportion, and I hope and pray that all my worries from the past day, week, month, and year will have melted quietly into the morning sky during the trans-Atlantic flight. Of course that doesn't mean I can't and won't stress about it now. I will tell myself not to but in the end it will be to no avail - I know my ways too well.
Goal one for summer: be more spontaneous.
.xo.
--still no news on NCYC. New piece of music tho - a specially arranged piece that was premired at Pope Benidict XVI's coronation, Manet Nobis. That is so cool. Sha, dork that I am would think so, but hey when you think about it, it really is. Besides the Sistine Chapel Choir, NCYC will be the only ones to have sung this specially comissioned piece. And I am going there in less than a week. word.
But alas, this too shall pass. One week from now I will be arriving in Leonardo Da Vinci airport in the Eternal City. I expect to be exhausted and exhilarated in equal proportion, and I hope and pray that all my worries from the past day, week, month, and year will have melted quietly into the morning sky during the trans-Atlantic flight. Of course that doesn't mean I can't and won't stress about it now. I will tell myself not to but in the end it will be to no avail - I know my ways too well.
Goal one for summer: be more spontaneous.
.xo.
--still no news on NCYC. New piece of music tho - a specially arranged piece that was premired at Pope Benidict XVI's coronation, Manet Nobis. That is so cool. Sha, dork that I am would think so, but hey when you think about it, it really is. Besides the Sistine Chapel Choir, NCYC will be the only ones to have sung this specially comissioned piece. And I am going there in less than a week. word.