The send off

A bitter sweet moment at the airport this morning. Leaving my family and friends behind was a tough thing to do, even though it’s not forever.

It’s funny how leaving can be such a great thing to happen to you but so sad. There were so many emotions running through me this morning; happy, sad, scared, and so much more. I was leaving to go do something I have only dreamed of doing. Traveling  to see the world (well parts of it)  by myself seems so adult-like.    When did I even become an adult? What even qualifies someone to be an adult? Am I even considered an adult I don’t even have a real 9-5 job since I’m still in college. So many thoughts like this running through the my head.

One can only be so prepared for something you have never done before.  The rest is all about learning as you go and hoping that you don’t mess up too much the first time. This means that this whole trip is about learning and taking chances. Being in a foreign environment where everyone speaks a different language than you can be extremely intimidating. Now is my time to take the leap and explore.