This is Elizabeth, breaking into Lyndsey's xanga.  Don't worry, I was given permission.

I wanted to tell everyone that I accidentally sent her a letter with only one stamp on it, so I wanted to remind everyone that postage is a lot more for international mail.  Mine's going to get sent back to me.  Lol.

Then I wanted to ask... has anyone taken a letter to the post office and had them calculate postage for the letter?  (one to Lyndsey in Zambia)  The post office website said it was $6.00, but I'm wondering if that's for sure the amount of postage.  It says anything under 16 ounces is $6.00 by regular mail and takes 4-6 weeks to get to her. 

Just an FYI... leave a comment on here and let me know if that's correct so we all know!

Don't believe me if I tell you I'm not scared.
I'm terrified.
Of everything I'm keeping inside.
Or better yet.
Of everything I'm not.
I've decided that no one is allowed to worry.
Miss me.
But don't worry about me.
I'll be okay.
Because I am the company I keep.
The sinners and the saints.
The doers and the can'ts.
The lovers and the leavers.
The unfaithful believers.
A combination of everyone I've known.
I am the company I keep.
So don't worry about me.
Besides.
Two years isn't really that long.
I'll be back before you know I'm gone.
Right?
A temporary goodbye.
Or the bridge to my song.
Quick.
But never painless.
Strong.
But not a steel that's stainless.
Cheesy lines.
That's all I offer today.
And the truth.
That everything will be okay.
In this life and the next.
So say a thousand prayers.
And cast a thousand thoughts.
My way.
Know I'll be doing the same.
Here's to living a dream.
And knowing this isn't all there is.
I'll see you in heaven.
If not before then.

I love you.

Stand in awe of God.

Well, I suppose it's about that time.
I'm not very good at this whole writing something real.
That everyone will understand.
But here I go.
It's at least worth a shot.
I don't know how to leave.
I'm okay with being gone.
I'm not okay with leaving.
Maybe I've said this before.
Here or another world.
Soon I will be gone.
Not gone for real.
Just gone.
Out of sight out of mind?
That is my biggest fear.
Don't forget to remember me.
I know you/you'll say you won't.
It's just hard to believe.
Because I'm me.
And life is busy.
Especially when you're chasing dreams.
Can you understand?
I want to be real.
I want people to understand.
And know.
I love you.
Probably every person reading.
And if I don't know you.
I'm sure I'd love you if I did.
When the time comes in a week.
I will hold my head up high.
And try to say goodbye.
In whatever way will get me through the day.
This is me.
At this very moment.
What do I do with it?

I love you.

Stand in awe of God.

So incase anyone is keeping track.
Or reading for that matter.
I leave in one month from today.
Exactly.
At least right now anyway.
That is "subject to change."
According to the Peace Corps.
Don't ask me how I feel about it
Friends came to see me yesterday.
We made cookies.
And homemade suckers.
And then we all shared my bed.
That was crazy.
And a bit cold.
But basically like old times.
That I miss.
And will miss.
It's hard to catch me in this mood.
Or talk to me if you do catch me in this mood.
The "don't ask me what I'm feeling because I may just have to tell you" mood.
I don't like those.
Well here I am.
For now.
Call me if you wish.
I'll try to answer my phone.

I love you.

Stand in awe of God.

I have officially decided that I may honestly be one of the most blessed people to ever touch this world.
My best friend called me this morning.
Just to tell me she loves me.
That was it.
And another friend the day before told me she was proud of me.
I haven't done anything.
I'm just me.
Whatever that means.
But I have wonderful people in my life.
That I love with all of my heart.
And will miss immeasurably.
My "farewell tour" as She-rha calls it, will be taking off in a few weeks.
If I should visit your city please feel free to let me know.
It will more than likely be sometime between the 31st and the 8th.
But then maybe after the 13th.
Apparently my parents thought Mexico should be thrown into the tour dates.
I'm not too sure.
Either way.
Let me know.
(i'll be a professional at goodbyes before this is said and done)

I love you.

Stand in awe of God.