5 months

Two short weeks semester number 1 will be completely over. I am overly excited about this. I have a lot to do between now and then but I believe I will get it done in time, frustrated and burnt out maybe but done it will be.

Then..then will start a fresh semester, one filled with new frustrations but more than that it will be filled with a lot of memories.

However, it only means 5 more months until I get to go back to Bosnia. A couple of more months until spring again, and then I will board a plane (with a few good friends I might add) to Bosnia. I cannot wait. Last night I found myself daydreaming about the memories from this past summer and I noticed I was smiling to myself, kinda like an idiot. But I remembered all the people we met, the experiences we had and how I remember looking out over the city smiling because of God's brilliant plan, yet heart broken because of the people who don't and won't understand that plan.

It hurts me to know where those who don't or won't understand will end up. Those who are close to me and those far away are in the same boat, and I am extremely unsettled by this.

In 5 months...

All to God