My greatest support system and my biggest fans — my family.
My life is about to change significantly and who would I be if I didn’t want to document every feeling and experience that I am going to encounter. I’m full of emotion. I’m nervous, overwhelmed with excitement, terrified to leave behind everything I know but so grateful and happy to have this experience.
Leaving my friends and family to embark on the journey of my life is so bittersweet to me but everything I have dreamed of and I’m overly thankful to have this opportunity and for the overwhelming love and support I’ve received thus far. One day, I hope to write a book about my travels and I want to have these thoughts to look back on, especially as I’m preparing for what’s to come.
I have a lot of thoughts but what’s going through my head the most is the amazing opportunity I have in front of me. For so long, I have wanted to find a job that would allow me to combine my love for travel and journalism. The fishing aspect is just the icing on the cake. Cliche, but there’s no other way to describe it. It feels too good to be true and maybe it is. But, what if it’s not?
The other half of me looks at the life I’ve built and what I have here and it breaks my heart to leave it all behind. But I know I would be stupid to turn this down. And no matter how sad the thought of leaving makes me, I know nothing will change my mind.
We were born with feet, with the ability to leave and the ability to return. It’s time for me to see what the world has to offer. The good, the bad, the ugly — this is my time. I’ve always been adventurous, I’ve never been able to stay in one place for too long. I crave adventure but more than adventure, I crave love.
I feel all the love in the world for my friends and my family and I hope that will be enough for me when I’m gone. I’ve grown to love every part of myself and it took a damn long time to accept who I am. It was never me that was wrong, it was the people I surrounded myself with who couldn’t see my internal beauty, my huge heart. They couldn’t see me. And knowing I have a group of friends who see me, and love me, (flaws and all) makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
So maybe leaving is stupid but I know these friendships I’ve made will last me a lifetime and I will never forget the way home makes me feel. It’s bittersweet but it’s my time to go. Time to reflect. To learn about the world and myself. To fall in love with my surroundings and experience everything this short life has to offer.
Will I ever be ready? Probably not, but you can only remain comfortable for so long before you realize it’s time to push yourself out of your comfort zone. But this isn’t a push — it’s a jump. A leap into the arms of the universe and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t f*cking terrified.