Back?

I have passed the first round of the Peace Corps bombardment and passed! I am nominated to teach English in Africa, and leave in September 2008. 27 months. Its a long time. I will be 26 when I come back. When I think about it, I get really nervous. I will miss my parents 50th birthdays. I wont have ANY savings. Literally none. I will have been single for something like 4 years. I will have to go under the auspices of the federal government. Three Christmases away from my family.

All of these things are silly and petty, I know. But they worry me honestly. But at the same time I feel a steely resolve; this is one chance I have to go back. It could be my only opportunity to go, ever again.

I went hiking with my parents in Flagstaff this weekend, and it made me miss Bwindi sooo badly, I got a really sad, lonely feeling in my stomach.

Some aspects of Peace Corps really suck. Like, really really badly.
Life is full of hard choices, and this is another one that I am just going to have to make, unless my medical exam makes it for me...