Standing at the precipice

December 9th, 2008- We've been dreaming of this trip for months, counting weeks, then days...and now we are down to just 3. In 3 days we leave behind familiar ground and step into the unknown. I' m a firstborn, a planner, never good with change..and yet I stand at the precipice....knowing that curiosity overrules fear, and the adventurous spirit in me will overrule the anxiety that the unknown carries. And so begins the journey, 32 days in St. Lucia. I will be working in a hospital there....a place I usually dislike, but that now embraces me and carries with it the chance to become what I have desired....a Midwife. In 32 days I will watch the sunset and rise, laugh on the beach with my children, celebrate a 16th anniversary with my husband, and use my hands to guide unborn babies into the waiting arms of their mothers. I will learn and grow and doubt myself and rejoice. The voice of my mentor (you know who you are) will be in my ears " you know" she says "just trust your instincts". Standing on the precipice I look out over my life that is to come, hold my breath.....and jump!