The end of summer annually sends me into some what of a spiral—so this summer I tried my best to prepare myself for the many goodbyes. The feeling of being sad to leave my best friends from home and anxiously excited to embark on another school year with my wonderful college friends can only be described as bittersweet.
I have eagerly imagined my time abroad since I was a little girl, hearing stories from my mom about her incredible semester in Paris—her experience being so remarkable that she tried to stay for a full year but was eventually forced to return home after failing to extend her visa.
It is difficult for me to fathom that on Monday (2 days from the writing of this post), I will be fleeing California for four months to live a lifelong dream. Why is it that following our dreams can be so scary sometimes? Well, that could be a whole other post, but the truth is that we grow the most in new and uncomfortable experiences, and I am desperate for perspective.
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