Funny

It's a funny feeling. I'll be flying to Boston a day after tomorrow. It has been a preparation for almost 4 months before this trip. I've been longing for this trip, as a part of my job recognition and as a part of proving to myself independancy.

I am going alone, leaving hubby behind. I am scared, partially due to the kind of big shot I am going to meet, partially due to alone.

When times get closer, the butterflies in my stomach fly even more fierce. Can I survive? Pray hard and God Bless me....