As the day gets closer to my departure I am a little nervous. Not for the fact that its such a long walk, or that I’m doing it on my own, these things don’t really bother me. It’s more about not being able to complete it.
I’m not putting myself under pressure either, but still the butterflies are there in my stomach while I write this. I CAN DO THIS.
I will miss my wife and kids but I will come back a better person.