If there is one thing that studying abroad has made me come to appreciate more than anything else it is letters. I used to send and receive emails and messages without sparing them a second thought. Now they have become lifelines, little reminders that there are still some people who remember me across the ocean.
Today I received a message that ended: Profite à 200% de tout ce que tu vas vivre en France, tu ne seras jamais plus le même après. Et même si tu restes en Virginie, ce sera un autre Cole qui sera à la fac! Bisous! Tu sais que je t'adore! Now I can't get these words out of my head.
I know they true because I feel their truth resonating inside me. But I wonder now how this change is going to play out. Before France I didn't know where my future was heading or what I wanted with my life. After France I know this still won't change. I am still just as lost as before but here I don't fear that as much when I'm surrounded by 15 other international students all trying to do the same thing: start a life for themselves.
And when I go back with this newly started life still fresh in my mind, what then?
Today I received a message that ended: Profite à 200% de tout ce que tu vas vivre en France, tu ne seras jamais plus le même après. Et même si tu restes en Virginie, ce sera un autre Cole qui sera à la fac! Bisous! Tu sais que je t'adore! Now I can't get these words out of my head.
I know they true because I feel their truth resonating inside me. But I wonder now how this change is going to play out. Before France I didn't know where my future was heading or what I wanted with my life. After France I know this still won't change. I am still just as lost as before but here I don't fear that as much when I'm surrounded by 15 other international students all trying to do the same thing: start a life for themselves.
And when I go back with this newly started life still fresh in my mind, what then?
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