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Sitting in the Charles de Gaulle Airport to begin my journey home.

This has single-handedly been the greatest experience in my entire 19.75 years of living. The friends I’ve made, the life-lesson experiences, the changes of who I am as a person, how I see myself: all of this from a 3.5 month-long excursion across western Europe with 16 of the most glorious individuals I have ever been blessed to know. I wish it didn’t have to end; I’ve never felt more comfortable around others or within my own skin as I have while being here. To know that in just a little over 24 hours I’ll be back in the States, with my family, in my own room and back into my old routine is utterly baffling and so, so surreal. I don’t want to lose what I have gained. I don’t want the passage of time to erode what has become so dear to me. I know nothing is guaranteed, and some portions are inevitably destined to be lost. But through that, I know God has a plan for me, and he won’t let me forget what it is he knows I need. I trust his guidance and his unfailing love for me, and that is something that can never be taken away. So, if nothing else, I’ve learned that much.