What do you pack for life?

My entire life is spilled out onto the floor, bed, and has spread to the next room. This may be the most creative packing job I have ever conducted. I'm minimizing AND maximizing at the same time. Tetris experts would appreciate this.

Well, the week of advocacy in DC is over, I had a couple goodbye parties already, and tonight is my last night as a US Resident. Everyone keeps asking me if I'm nervous. I am not. I'm just taking things in stride. But I'm also extremely excited to move onto the next stage of my life.

It's very hard to say goodbye to people, mostly for the reason that I think I might be seeing 90% of my friends in Armenia this summer. Ever single person I say bye to, it's followed by, "well, I'll see you in a month or two anyway." Even my sister and her husband, my cousin and his wife will be visiting. Sister hasn't been since 1995, her husband hasn't been since communist days, my cousin hasn't been since 1998, and his wife hasn't been EVER. So this summer truly is the year for the non-regulars to return.

Seriously, 90% of my friends may even be understating it. Almost EVERYONE I know is coming this summer... Brace yourself Yerevan, you will be experiencing Diaspora overload very soon. I LOVE IT!