"mais l'important, c'est pas la chute. c'est l'atterrissage."

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I"m meeting my host mother downstairs for a 5am breakfast in a half hour. Then I'm leaving.

I got home around 3am this morning from a tearful goodbye up at Mont Saint Aignan. I'm going to be so tired when I finally get home tomorrow (today?) I'm so excited to sleep in my own bed again, to see my family again, to relax around my house again. But at the same time there is so much here that I have gotten to know and love, and words can't begin to express what I'm feeling when I think about leaving.

I've learned so much on this trip (most of which I will reflect upon later when I have more time), and all I can say is that I am so beyond happy that I did it. Any heartache I'm feeling now is a result of the fact that I poured my heart into my experience, and I got so much out of it in return.

Goodbye is far too sad, and far too final so for now I"m saying "ba beneen, à bientôt, and see you soon" to France and all of the amazing people I have known here.

America: I'll see you tomorrow.

Mida yidma!

-Josie