I for one vote for that scarey thrill feeling in your stomach that only comes when wonderfully new things are in your horizon and you are about to plummet into them like being on a rollercoaster.
I know I should be sorry about the sad part of this...but I'm more geeked about all the wonderful things ahead of you. It's been 370 days since I moved away from my now ex and it's been the best year ever. All the time I was with the pupper who helped me get through it. (OK I was not heartbroken about my split, but still...there was some adjustment). It was exciting and new and I reflect on my new life and all the changes it brought every day. I tell Grace almost every night that it's been a wonderful year and thank her for having it with me.
You will be just fine. and I'm sure when it stops hurting, you'll know that too.