In a day like this, six months ago, I was waking up on a bed in a hotel in Lima. Dad had to leave that night and my departure was the following night. My final destination: Romania.
I had no idea of the experiences that I would go through. Learning a new language. Meeting new people. Studying. Working. New currency. A new weather. New teachers. New university. New transportation system. So many new things. I was so excited about the future!
Now I go back to those few days right before leaving my country, my language, my people… what was I thinking? I wish I had written a journal. I did not even make any pictures other than the goodbye’s with my friends.
A few moments come to my mind. Among all the hugs I got… hugging my siblings before taking the bus to leave my hometown. And hugging mom and two best friends at the airport. I wanted to tell them with all my heart that I was sorry that I was choosing to be so far away, that I did not want to miss any of their important moments but I was going for something I was sure God had put in my heart.
You can tell, today is a cloudy day and cold…