Note: the following post contains rambling.
I'm sitting in 017 Austin Hall with a room that looks as vacant as when I arrived 3 1/2 months ago: my clothes no longer reside in my closet (or in heaping piles in the corner of the room), nor do my 359 postcards from all my recent travels proudly hang on on my hideous bulletin board. My entire life has once again been packed into two oversized suitcases, ready for my journey back to America.
Am I ready to head back? -- not permanently. I'm ready to pop in for a visit, catch up with those who matter most, tell a few stories, graduate, and then fly back to Liverpool. In my mind, the honeymoon isn't over just yet (unfortunately, my calendar is telling me something different). I still have friendships to build, football matches to attend, children to teach, mountains to hike, new people to meet, cities to visit, fashion trends to follow, a Scouser's accent to perfect...I have a life here now.
I knew being abroad would teach me things for both my personal and professional life as well as help continue my forever-evolving life, but I didn't think it would leave the impact it has. Currently, my ambition is ceaseless. There's so much I want to do and see, and I'm afraid I won't have enough time to do everything on my list (you should see this grocery list -- it goes on for pages).
Despite all the uncertainty in my life, one thing is for sure: this won't be the last time you see me, Liverpool, and that's a promise I intend to keep.
I'm sitting in 017 Austin Hall with a room that looks as vacant as when I arrived 3 1/2 months ago: my clothes no longer reside in my closet (or in heaping piles in the corner of the room), nor do my 359 postcards from all my recent travels proudly hang on on my hideous bulletin board. My entire life has once again been packed into two oversized suitcases, ready for my journey back to America.
Am I ready to head back? -- not permanently. I'm ready to pop in for a visit, catch up with those who matter most, tell a few stories, graduate, and then fly back to Liverpool. In my mind, the honeymoon isn't over just yet (unfortunately, my calendar is telling me something different). I still have friendships to build, football matches to attend, children to teach, mountains to hike, new people to meet, cities to visit, fashion trends to follow, a Scouser's accent to perfect...I have a life here now.
I knew being abroad would teach me things for both my personal and professional life as well as help continue my forever-evolving life, but I didn't think it would leave the impact it has. Currently, my ambition is ceaseless. There's so much I want to do and see, and I'm afraid I won't have enough time to do everything on my list (you should see this grocery list -- it goes on for pages).
Despite all the uncertainty in my life, one thing is for sure: this won't be the last time you see me, Liverpool, and that's a promise I intend to keep.
Boo! I am so emotional while reading this! (Okay, margaritas haven't helped my emotional state, either, but I miss you dearly!) Please - we HAVE to get together soon! And...we need to discuss overseas plans...I think you will hear from Northway this summer...but just in case you don't, we need to plan an overseas move. I'm ready in 2011...just after our Route 66 Road Trip...Vamos!
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