I left my home in MN, my friends, and my family to spend a semester in a foreign country with foreign people.
I woke up to the sounds of sirens, traffic, and rushed Italian.
I met the people who would become some of my closest friends.
I fell in love with Rome.
I tried my first gelato.
I was scared out of my mind.
I was looking forward to one more year at CSBSJU.
Graduate school was something future-Rachel would have to deal with.
Was the the first of many I would prove to myself how tough I am.
Seems like 10 seconds and a lifetime ago all at once.
1 year ago today I hopped on a jet plane and flew half way around the world. I miss it every day. But having such a clear demarcation of time - 1 year- puts into perspective how much my life has shifted in the past 365 days.
I spent one quarter of them abroad.
I learned to love life sans cellphone, sans reliable internet, and sans security.
I returned and fully appreciated the people who make the places special.
I wrote 72 pages in a display of self-motivation that I will be proud of for quite some time.
I graduated.
I put off having to process that by living at CSB for another 4 months.
I applied to, was accepted at, and made the decision to go to graduate school half-way across the country.
I moved to Vermont.
I both grew up and refused to do so.
So, in a scenario taken directly from a cheesy Lifetime movie (picture me sitting at my desk, pondering the infinite possibility of life), I'm left to wonder where I'll be in another year, or 5, or 10. Maybe I'll still be writing horrible blog posts about how I miss living in Vermont, or how I got to go back to Italy, or how great my job is, or how much of a terror my new puppy turned out to be. Who knows. Not me, that's for sure. And as the last 365 days of my life have been, it's both scary and exciting all at the same time.
I woke up to the sounds of sirens, traffic, and rushed Italian.
I met the people who would become some of my closest friends.
I fell in love with Rome.
I tried my first gelato.
I was scared out of my mind.
I was looking forward to one more year at CSBSJU.
Graduate school was something future-Rachel would have to deal with.
Was the the first of many I would prove to myself how tough I am.
Seems like 10 seconds and a lifetime ago all at once.
1 year ago today I hopped on a jet plane and flew half way around the world. I miss it every day. But having such a clear demarcation of time - 1 year- puts into perspective how much my life has shifted in the past 365 days.
I spent one quarter of them abroad.
I learned to love life sans cellphone, sans reliable internet, and sans security.
I returned and fully appreciated the people who make the places special.
I wrote 72 pages in a display of self-motivation that I will be proud of for quite some time.
I graduated.
I put off having to process that by living at CSB for another 4 months.
I applied to, was accepted at, and made the decision to go to graduate school half-way across the country.
I moved to Vermont.
I both grew up and refused to do so.
So, in a scenario taken directly from a cheesy Lifetime movie (picture me sitting at my desk, pondering the infinite possibility of life), I'm left to wonder where I'll be in another year, or 5, or 10. Maybe I'll still be writing horrible blog posts about how I miss living in Vermont, or how I got to go back to Italy, or how great my job is, or how much of a terror my new puppy turned out to be. Who knows. Not me, that's for sure. And as the last 365 days of my life have been, it's both scary and exciting all at the same time.
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