Night before...

I cant believe I am going to Europe. I have always gone through tons of ideas of things I want to achieve in my lifetime. I used to sit and write in my journal of all of the things that I wanted to accomplish..take a great picture, create a new recipe, backpack across Europe...Its amazing that one of those dreams is finally coming true.
I cant help but miss Aunt Peg so much right now. She is probably one of the only reasons that this trip is possible for me. She would be so excited for me. I told her I was going when she was here. She was almost gone and pretty much out of it but I knew that it made her happy that she was the one that put the desire in me to travel. I know she would have had such an amazing time with me in Italy. In a way, I think this trip is going to be healing for me in more ways than one. I feel like I haven't grieved her loss yet. I cant fully comprehend the idea that she isn't coming back. I hope that leaving the business of American life will help me to stop and feel.