Speechless

Writer’s block.

For any creative person this is the Black Plague. Words consume your every thought, but as a writer when none of said thoughts actually connect it is most frustrating. Since I officially received my invitation to serve as a Peace Corps Volunteer I have attempted to post a blog and failed. I was suffering from the Black Plague.

What does one say when their wildest dream becomes a reality? Thank you? Whoo wooo?

Part of my writer’s block was directly linked to the fact that I had not told my place of employment, The Burton Center, that I was resigning. The tiny town of Ware Shoals had become my home. Tina my work Mom, Barbara my work grandmother, Jeffery my big brother showing me the ropes, Nancy my Aunt, and Jessica my partner in crime :) All the worrying I did prior to putting in my resignation was in vain. I walked into Tina’s office with a perfect speech planned and my letter of resignation in hand. I sat in her chair and sobbed. Minutes later everyone, after asking me if I was kidding, knew that Cassie was leaving to work in Africa.

The drive home was a tranquil one. My work family knew I was leaving, and they supported me fully. I couldn’t be happier.

Now, I feel I’ve officially started my Peace Corps Journey. I am tying up loose ends for my position to be taken over by someone new, and I am spending time with the people I love the most before I leave.

Let the journey begin!