Here I am…sitting on the floor while my phone charges…waiting at the Chicago O’Hare international airport…making last minute phone calls to family and friends before my phone takes a brief sabbatical. This is finally starting to become real! As per expected, I’ve gone through the myriad of emotions that I anticipated to feel, from sadness, to excitement, to anxiety, to feeling like I’m truly losing my mind, to second guessing this decision of mine to teach abroad. I will say, I wish my partners in crime (Lauren and Sara) were by my side right now, but I think a large part of this experience is doing this kind of stuff on my own and learning to endure these emotions without any interruptions. I’ve had several suggestions for this blog, and as I take those into consideration, my main focus is to try my best to capture and articulate how I’m feeling at monumental (or not so monumental) moments of this journey. Although I will not take it to the full level of a journal, that is virtually what this is going to become for me, so I can look back 10 years from now and I try and put myself back in that exact moment in that exact place. I probably won’t ever forget the color of navy blue the floor is and how old I felt standing up from sitting criss-crossed applesauce for an hour.
#travHILwithme