Caleb Greene you were right. There I said it. (you might want to enlarge that, print it off, and hang it up…cause it probably won’t happen again) Leaving my family and friends was the one of the hardest things I have ever done. It literally killed me on the inside knowing that once they were out of my view I wasn’t going to see any of them for the next two months. It’s not like I haven’t done this before. I left for school and gone months without seeing them, I’ve gone away on trips or to camp, heck I had even spent the whole summer of 2009 without seeing them once. BUT, I knew that they were only a phone call away. Any one of them. And it wasn’t like I couldn’t just go home if I needed to. This time was completely different. I was going to live on a different continent…there is now the ATLANTIC OCEAN between me and my family and friends. Yeah, this was quite different. Walking through security and then past the door that they were all standing at, almost made me turn back and just forget about the whole trip. But I knew that all of them would have just picked me up, carried me to the plane, put me in seat, buckled me up, and said “I’ll see ya in two months.” Turning back was not an option. My only choice was to wave one last time and throw one last kiss and follow my team to our terminal.
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