Home Sweet Home

Back in America.

To be totally honest- I was not ready. And them losing my luggage with all my SOUVENIRS is not helping. 

 I blinked my eyes and Florence was gone. It is the weirdest feeling to have my "normal" lifestyle feel so foreign. 

I am nervous to drive. I am hesitant to eat in fear I will not like it. I am afraid of forgetting my memories and losing my new found passion for life laughter and personal growth. 

Yesterday is when I got back and I was a bit of a mess. I was so happy to see my Mom and step dad greeting me at the airport with big smiles hugs and love. I appreciate my friends and family. I was still sad- and I could not help but think "I don't want to be here, I want to go back"

The entire plane ride the only thing in my mind was how I am never going to be in my apartment again, I am never going to walk by the Duomo and have my breath taken away by its beauty, I am never going to be with just the same group of girls again- exploring new lands and using each other as a support system.

With those thoughts came many tears and the slight feeling of needing to throw up. 

I am better today. I woke up to the smell of home and grass and calmness all around me. 

All of my friends who were going home reached their destinations safely so that is good.

It is Mother's Day and I am happy to share this day with my mom- it would be better if my bag was here, however, that will come with time.

I am thankful for the people around me and I am looking forward to the summer for great memories an for reuniting with everyone- whichhh we have already started to plan =]

I hope all of you enjoyed the blog and can't wait to share more stories and adventures with you!