the last time I felt afraid was when I was on the plane about to land in a new place, not knowing a single person, or the native language.
back in January, I flew by myself to Rome to study there for 4 months. I went not knowing anyone else and not having any clue what I was in for. I knew I was about to embark on the biggest adventure of my life, but getting to that point was daunting.
I was not nervous at all until the pilot said (in Italian), "flight attendants, please prepare for the descent."
*cue panic attack*
I immediately regretted my decision and thought that I was straight up crazy for doing this.
But I started praying and the Lord just brought a peace around me and I knew everything was going to be okay.
Sure, it was hard adjusting and there were times when it wasn't easy, but I wouldn't trade those 4 months for the world.
I learned so much about myself, the world, and other people.
I met some incredible people, saw some amazing things, and ate delicious food (the best part).
So even though I was scared out of my mind when flying into the adventure, flying home, I was crying because I had to leave.
sometimes it's good to be afraid because that is when you see what you are made of.
the view at my favorite spot.
the door into my beloved apartment.
laughing at my roommate. what a good day this was...
until tomorrow.
-kf
