Lasts and Firsts

Jason (my boyfriend) and I went out last night for drinks with some of our favourite people. "One last time before you go away," they said. Over the past few weeks I've heard a lot of that, and this week coming up is going to be full of lasts:

• last lunch out with my coworkers (also last sushi at the Lighthouse)
• last Spudnut day (pout)
• last night at home in my own bed
• last shifts at my 2 jobs
• last snuggles with Jason and Samson (our bunny)
• last Brownie meeting
• last coffees with friends
• last Sunday dinner with the family

But I need to realize that I WILL be back (if not for almost 5 months), and things will pick up right where I left them. That's the wonderful thing about friendships; you can kind of pause them over time and come back to where you left off. This new chapter of my life will be amazing and full of firsts!

• first day of speaking nothing but french
• first visit to a real café
• first trip to Paris (and many other wonderful places)
• first time cross-country skiing (in the Alps, glee!)
• first time meeting new friends
• first airplane ride all by myself (I feel like I should wear one of those tags around my neck: "If found, please call...")
• first train ride
• first camping trip abroad
• first day of school in a new university
• first encounters with foreign authorities (eep)

... and many other things I can't even imagine right now. Some of those first will be wonderful, and some will be terrifying, but all will make for wonderful stories that I can't wait to share. Only 6 sleeps left.

À bientôt!