I am back in the U.S., back in Iowa and back to warm weather (it’s 80 or 27-28 Celsius here). My suitcase is emptied and I am starting to unpack. My laundry is getting done and the letters have been read.
So what do I feel? 100% overwhelmed. I landed into a completely different world. And one that, for the next four months is going to be a whirlwind. I’m travelling a lot, yes. But it’s not the travelling that is the whirlwind. My Dad is retiring and so my parents are moving to Florida. I’m starting graduate school in September (moving in August), my sister is graduating from graduate school and I moved back from Wales.
It’s a lot of change and many that I’m not ready for. Today, I was unpacking and I just started crying. I’ve left my family in Wales, not knowing when I will see some of them again. I’ve left my undergraduate education. I’m leaving my hometown of (though divided) 14 years. I’m moving to a town I have never even visited and then to a huge suburb of Washington D.C. It’s a lot for a girl to handle.
But there are a few things my friends told me before I left Wales. 1) They are always with me. 2) Don’t lose myself back in the U.S. – find a way to balance who I was in Wales with how I should be/am in the U.S. 3) Do something fun and crazy as often as I can and 4) They love me and I am “lovely” and will go far.
So, to quote Bastille’s song “Pompeii” I’m going to be an optimist about this. Because this is the next journey for me. Even if the beginning is really sad and overwhelming.