One week. That’s it.
One week from now I’ll be on a plane hating life because I’m no longer in France. I can’t even describe how I feel when I start to think about leaving this place. I know I’ve missed home at times throughout this trip but now I can’t even imagine leaving. I constantly tell my Momma not to make me come home because I just want to live here for the rest of my life. This has by far been the most amazing experience of my life and I’ve made so many ridiculously incredible memories that I’ll carry with me for the rest of my life. God has truly blessed me and I couldn’t be happier. Except for the fact that I have to go home…in one week. I really can’t believe it, but I know that one day soon I’ll be back.
I have so many new best friends now that I can’t imagine my life without and can’t begin to tell them how much I love them. My French family is a part of my life now too and I don’t want to ever leave them and I’m dreading saying goodbye.
This adventure has reinforced my confidence in my decision to move out to L.A. next summer because I know that if I can move halfway across the world to a completely different country with a foreign language, then I can definitely move halfway across the country with no problem. I have so many dreams to accomplish in my life and I’m blessed to be able to say that I’ve already begun to conquer them.
God is good.
The Wandering Sunflower 