So today was like the first
day of saying goodbye to a much loved friend of mine who is leaving for home
and who will come back here but then I won't be in Maastricht anymore.
It's weird, this surreal
feeling of having to say goodbye. Not forever but to say goodbye for at least
seven months after almost a year seeing each other at least 3 times a week,
sharing all heartbrokenness, eating delicious food, going for coffee at uni and
not worrying about when to see each other again because even though there are
busy times with exams you will find a moment of rest where you enjoy each
other’s company.
...and on the other hand
there is this overwhelming feeling of not knowing what will wait for you in
this new country, not being able to come back when you forget something (like I
always do :D ), being a bit scared of feeling lonely or in the end liking it
too much so the 6 months will be over faster than you think. Leaving home and
not coming back for Christmas or New Years - weird. I will have a good time
there for sure, alone the fact that I'll be able to dance so much there is
enough. Still all those "buts" in my head.
I am so lucky for this
opportunity, more than lucky and so thankful for all the support I receive.
Still the realization of really leaving Europe has not arrived yet. In this
second year of uni I was lucky to meet a whole bunch of lovely, beautiful
people - from the inside as well as from the outside. But well doesn't the
saying go like "leave the party when you enjoy it the most"? That's
pretty accurately describing my situation at the moment.
For now I do my best to
pass these last exams and try to put all worries aside.
Muchos Besos,
Leonie