Updated: Dec 16, 2020
It's been a long day; frankly, it's been a long week. It's days like today that make me think and reflect on where I'm at, as well as where I could be.
Today marks officially 1 year since I've been home. It's been 1 year since I've hugged my brothers. 1 year since I've seen some of closest friends. 1 year since I've had a car and was able to drive whenever on the "right" side of the road. 1 year without Culver's, Dars, or Mexican food. 1 year without being pointed out as the girl/teacher with an accent. 1 year since the only roommate I had problems with was myself. 1 year since being sworn at daily by students wasn't the norm. 1 year since July and August weather use to mean hot, not windy and cold. It's been quite the year. At times it feels like the school day will never end, or my plane ride home will never come. But then I think back on the endless adventures and priceless memories this past year has brought me.
I was lucky enough to have a job where I could take off days whenever I needed to spend time with family and friends when they visited. I was lucky to have made amazing friends and roommates who I now couldn't imagine not having in my life. I was fortunate enough to visit several new countries, as well as be a regular at the airport. I was able to miss out on an unbearable winter back home, all the while getting sunburnt here. I was able to meet students from all over the world and see how different education is worldwide.
So yes, today sucked. Yes, the weekend feels forever away. But, it could be worse- it is worse for others! So as I ride the train home, while getting looks for blowing my nose for the 35th time because I once again am sick from the kids and weather, I look at photos from this past year and breathe. My time here is almost over and I'll miss it 1 day. Today won't be one of the days I remember in the future, so I shouldn't let it bother me anymore. There's always tomorrow, and the day after that.