It’s officially 2 days until takeoff and we are practically down to the wire with everything. My vehicle has been repaired twice already and we finally found the root of the problem, the thermostat housing needs to be completely replaced. I have too many things in my storage and it’s time for me to learn to live without. My family is the same but showing signs of acceptance, slowly, which I take as a sign of progress. Final grades are posted tomorrow and I’m pretty sure everything is fine, which means funding should be secure, so that’s one less thing to worry about. Even though I am surrounded by those who are doubting me, my vehicle, lack of funding, thinning of my possessions, etc, I have faith.

I am thankful for the smallest blessings:

A new found friend at an auto parts store willing to give a helping hand with my vehicle at 1/2 the cost of a regular shop (and with his employee discount on parts too!).

My grandpa, who stands by me, helps me, and loves me, even when he doesn’t agree with my reasons or my direction.

The hardship that comes with the loss of valuables and money because it reminds me to save and appreciate what I have.

My boss dragging me on her crazy adventures and knowing exactly what a person needs at exactly the right time, last night consisting of acupuncture and massages (something I had no idea I was missing out on).

All my friends who love me and support me who live all around the US. I cherish all of their little notes of encouragement.

The path that has lead me here and will lead me to where I am going.

Tomorrow is another day of final goodbyes, last minute fixes, and many more runs to Goodwill and Cityteam. I hope and pray that I survive.