Back in September, I posted about the beginning of my Birthright journey. Shortly after, I did my interview, got all of my ducks in a row, and waited to hear if I'd get to travel to the holy land.
Well... when I was sitting in the Charlotte airport on Sunday, I got the email... I'm going to Israel! I leave December 14. Seven weeks from tomorrow.
Thus far I only have my flight information. I am not-so-patiently waiting to hear more... such as the trip itinerary, a packing list, and whether or not I get to meet my fellow travelers before we depart. The last part is what I'm most antsy about. (I know, you're shocked it's not the packing.) I've heard mumblings from former Birthrighters that a happy hour or some other event is held prior to the trip so that you're not traveling with a bunch of complete strangers. I also heard something about a Facebook group. So that we can all spy on each other before meeting face-to-face? Awesome.
I have to say that while I'm a melting pot of emotion, a lot has changed since the stomachache inducing process of registering. Yes, "nervousness" and "anxiety" are undoubtedly in the mix, but "excitement" and "curiosity" are much higher up on the list. I know that if I didn't do this, I'd regret it for the rest of my life. I am literally getting in under the wire. I am so lucky.
I promise to keep you posted of all the developments in the next two months. You all have been so supportive and it means so much. I cannot believe that ten years later, I am finally going to Israel. It's a dream come true - don't let me tell you otherwise.
P.S. I'll post photos of the wreath tomorrow.