5 days.
I was going to blog when it was like, one month left… but I
got a little busy. And look where I am now!
In 5 days I will be sitting on a plane, wondering where this whole year went.
- To catch up on some things… this family has been absolutely amazing. My host papa even got me piano lessons with Guoda Gedvilaite… a very talented pianist who performs numerous shows. So lately I’ve been working on that, which has kept my mind a little busy… a little distracted.
All I’m doing now is cramming a bunch of stuff into the last
days I have here.
The exchange students have had their goodbyes… we had our
last Distrikt Konferenz a couple weeks ago…. which was just weird. We all received
certificates stating that we, well… "made it" pretty much.
--It really opened my eyes and made me
realize that this is a c t u a l l y coming to an end.
Let’s just say there were tears.
But I’m also looking forward to going home! It’s like every
other day is different. Or even 5 seconds can make the difference. One second I
will be talking to a family member/friend at home, smiling and laughing…then
take a break…look around my room and realize that everything is being all
sorted out for me to leave…at that second I just bawl.
I’m pretty bipolar lately.
I don’t know what I should feel.
I guess I should just let my moods kick in and out….
Saying goodbye always sucks… but all I can do is hope that I
will see these amazing people again.
This year isn’t just some year in my life…. It’s a life put
into a year.
And because of this experience, I have become a better
person… and it’s just tough to leave everything behind.
I’m sure it’ll help me somehow once I’m back home, or make
me appreciate the little things more, but sometimes it’s just hard to imagine
my life any differently than it is right now.
Side note… getting a puppy. My parents finally caved… so
score!
Back to reality.
People say home is where the heart is...
[but the thing is] I have two homes now. How am I supposed to leave one of them without my heart breaking?
This exchange really has been something else. 11 months ago,
I had no idea what I was going to go through and experience… and how hard it
was going to be… or fun…. or sad… or e x c i t i n g.
{How adventurous or independent I’d become.}
{How adventurous or independent I’d become.}
I was still just a little girl who let her parents do
everything for her.
This year really has made me grow as a person.
I’m not saying the whole cheesy ‘I found myself’ thing… but
I definitely am getting there…little by little.
I just can’t believe that it’s almost done.
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