"Leavin' on a Metro-train,

don't know when I'll be back again"- as the song (slightly modified) goes. But it fits kinda. Tomorrow I will be getting up at 5:45, to catch a 6.29 bus to Metro Center and from there to VFax. There I will be met by FormerRoomie and we will have time to chat, for quite some time and hopefully I'll be able to get a sounding on my current situation from someone a little more detached. Between now and then, I have a fair amount of packing to do. I've gone over imram plans more times than I want to think about with the parents, but nothing I'm saying/doing/showing them is convincing them for very long if ever. But something useful did come up today. I asked my mom if she ever had peace about my trip. She said she did- two weeks ago. I thought a bit and I realised that there was a set of prayers that I had stopped saying about two weeks ago. I've still been praying about all of this, but when my plans are completely ruined, it takes me a little while to recover from the shock of things going not as planned. It takes a slight break in the storm before I can be calm enough to pray a bit. I know that's something I need to work on. I really do think that this is something God wants me to do. And if He doesn't, I know He'll let me know.

So, back to packing... I have a lot of things I need to get rid of altogether.

Leaving tomorrow- FormerRoomie, B, J-chan, The Registrar, if any of you are out there/reading this, please keep me in your prayers!