One Week Til Take Off

One week until this beautiful journey begins. Pretty incredible, right? I had talked about studying abroad with Dad before I even looking at colleges. Strange to think it's actually happening in seven days. Wow. I'm nervous. Excited. Anxious. A bit scared. Happy. Sad. And I'm feeling so many more things. It's hard to explain. Like my friend Meredith said, it's weird knowing your life is about to change so dramatically and you really don't have much control over it.

I imagine, these next few months are going to be unlike anything I've ever experienced. I'm not really sure what to expect, but I think that's ok. I think I have finally learned you don't need a plan for everything in your life. Actually, you don't need a plan for much. It's more fun and less stressful to just "see how it goes" and make decisions as you come to them. 

One of the most difficult things for me of this whole experience will be the goodbyes beforehand. I hate goodbyes. I avoid them and that makes them so much worse. I've said this to a few people already; it's like I wish I was already in London so I could skip over the goodbyes and they would already be done. I'm dreading the end of this week because of the goodbyes.

Eventhough I know some of the goodbyes will be gutwrenching (particularly goodbyes to my family, Stephanie and Caleb) I know that if I didn't have this experience because I was too afraid I would never forgive myself.  I've told myself for sometime now, that I never want to not do something just because I am too scared. That is not a good enough reason for me. I know I will have this same outlook on situations in London that are out of my comfort zone. That is what this is all about. Expanding my perspective and trying new things. I can do that. I want to. One week until it all begins.