Bitter Sweet

So, someone asked me if my leaving was bitter sweet the other day, and I replied that it was pretty much just sweet. The bitter finally kicked in a little yesterday. I shed my first real tears about leaving, and it happened several times throughout the day. I am thrilled to be going to France, but I am sad to leave such a wonderful life here full of incredibly amazing friends and family.

I love the people in my life soooo much. They are such a wonderful group of human beings, and I feel fortunate to have them. And while I know I'm not losing them by going to France (in fact, I'm really just opening up the opportunity for more great people to come into my life), it's still a little sad to think that I won't see them as often, and I won't have this life anymore. I have less than 72 hours, and it all changes.

On a separate note, I think I want to do work with women's rights. I'm not sure how that fits in with the business degree, but it's a thought.