“Are you sure about this?" “Do you really think this is the right call?”

You can’t imagine how many times I heard these phrases from friends, family members, and even my high school teachers.

I like to think that all of us went through this before.

We all once yearned to go out there and see the world all on our own.

It’s freeing. It’s amazing. It’s everything you imagined it to be, I’ll tell you that much.

But it’s also hard, draining, and extremely lonely.

In a sense it’s almost like a break-up.

As you say your final goodbyes to your friends and family members and you walk out that door, you get struck with a wave of nostalgia.

And you get reminded of all of the good times you had here, and of all things you will most likely miss because you’ll be miles away.

I don’t think it get easier.

If anything, it only gets more difficult as the days go by.

There are times where I have considered coming back.

Saying “screw that” I could have it so much easier back there.

But I never do.

You want to know why?

Because I feel like I was meant to be here.

I was meant to become friends with these people.

I was meant to meet the love of my life here.

I was meant to be presented with all of these amazing opportunities that I’ve been blessed with.

And I have no one but myself to thank for that.

I took it chance.

And life played in my favor.