boiling stomach

my parent's dog's stomach sort of makes weird noises. when i'm at their house my brother and i may be playing xbox and hear jackson's stomach.

i don't know how to explain it, but that's how my stomach sounds like right now. it's a combination of what a boiling pot of water would sound like in a stomach.

so that's where i am. it's almost midnight and i'm getting ready to head to sierra leone, west africa. i took a nap earlier today so maybe that's why i'm awake.

today i had some moments when i cried. tonight is the last night that daphne and i will be neighbors. today i realized that when i get back, i won't have a neighbor (the new one doesn't move until later in may).

so today as i sat on my couch and cried a little bit i thought about the times daphne and i shared on my brown couch. there's one moment in particular i remember well. she dropped the f-bomb a little bit in a discussion about the sadness and frustration that surrounded the season of her relationship with caleb - at that point they were broken up. this afternoon i thought about how far they've come and how exciting it is to celebrate their upcoming marriage.

my stomach is still boiling a little bit. and i have a couple of tears in my eyes. things are changing and i'm really excited. i anticipate the next months of life. i reflect and am thankful for the past three years of life in omaha.

i will have lived in omaha three years in a couple of weeks and i couldn't have asked for a better neighbor, friend and coworker.

congratulations daphne.