Bailing out on class around 7:30pm, I drove my way home, stopping at church on the way. I entered to see little boys soaring, screeching, and sprinting around the building, sticking their tongues out at every little and big girl they saw enter their domain.
Proceeding to my office, I made copies of one of the devotionals I looked forward to presenting one night in the Dominican Republic...wow, I'd be in the Dominican in a less than 24 hours.
Other team members stopped in, slipping last minute things into their bags. After a brief exchange of excitement and a pinch of nervousness, I proceeded home to take one last hot shower and finish loading my carry-on bag.
Around 11:15pm, I returned to MCRC. Switching some last things in and out of my carry-on bag and luggage, I realized I had forgotten my bottle of Tums, Advil, and Excedrin - true essentials for a week in the Dominican Republic. I drove back home and returned in plenty of time for the passport copying party in the office. I also discovered the multitudes of video cameras accompanying us on the journey.
We gathered in a circle to say a prayer for the trip. This was it.
Jackie, Pete, John, and I rode in Pete's pickup, and by 12am we were on our way.