8 days...
I can't believe it.
It is starting to dawn on me that in slightly over a week I will leave my little bubble and travel all the way to Europe. I will say goodbye to my family, my friends, and even my native language for a whole year. I will develop a life that is thousands of miles away from what I have always known. I am nervous. But for every ounce of nervousness there are at least ten ounces of excitement. I have been waiting for this for over a year now, counting down the months, then the weeks, and now the days. I have never felt such a longing for something, sometimes eight days feels like an eternity. At other moments though, I know I will miss this time when I can so easily communicate with my family. Emailing and Skyping can't give you hugs or shared day to day memories. I will try to enjoy this time for what it is worth, and when it is time to leave, I will not look back but will look forward to the days that I have been waiting for.
We are on vacation at the lake this week, so I spent the last couple weeks packing and getting organized for my trip. I still need to figure out a few things but for the most part, I am ready. I am having trouble fitting everything in my suitcases, especially with the weight restrictions. It is hard to pack for a year on 44 pounds. It helps that I will get some things there like a raincoat and a heavy winter jacket, I have never really needed those in NC.
At this time next week I'll probably be a nervous wreck with less than 24 hours to go. I have a one night orientation in NYC and then the next day we fly to Amsterdam. There my host family will pick me up!
Be sure to hug everyone as much as you can. I've only been here 4 days and I already miss my hugs.
ReplyDeleteBest of luck, and I know you'll have fun!