A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born.
I saw that quote and I swear I’ve never resonated with twenty words as much as I do with these.
I like those two sentences.
I’m leaving the US this week (woah), fully embracing the “birth” of my future self.
Lately, I’ve been struggling with how to say goodbye to the US. It’s weird leaving my passport country. Maybe because I just consider the States exactly that: my passport country.
It once was the only country I knew, but here I am, leaving it, getting ready to live on my own in three new countries within the next year.
Nepal, China, and somewhere in the UK (to be determined).
I am STOKED.
My best friend came up to see me last week. She told me, “you know, as much as I love being close to you, I’m not sure that the US is really your country.”
She, along with everyone else I’ve met and become closer to, has been so incredibly supportive of my decision in leaving. My friends at Mount Holyoke have blessed me with friendships that will certainly last through distance. They’ve helped me find who I truly want to be in a the future, an idea so dynamic that it changes with every waking moment. I am positive I wouldn’t be the same I am today without their influence. In a time of so much uncertainty, the genuine support and love flowing my way warms me to the core.
I truly think that the “real me” was found in Nepal a little over a year ago. And here I am, again returning to the most healing, wonderful, beautiful country to live for three months before continuing my life adventure.
While this moment in time is coming full circle, I’m just starting a new journey.
So naturally, I have to get packing 😉