I can't believe I've been in Europe for two months. It astounds me the amount of "world" I had never seen before except in dreams or pictures. It has truly made me realize how big our world actually is. How all across it people are speaking in different languages but we all mean the same thing. How in Germany it can be what feels like spring, but in Italy a blazing humid summer but it's the month of June or July. How in Europe it may be dinner time somewhere, but back in America families are just cleaning up breakfast. How a park here can contain the Berlin Wall and a town in Italy has a cathedral with a saint burried underneath it's own cobblestone floors. How architecture here is thousands and thousands of years old but America is still fresh and new compared to anything else. How you have to order coffee in Italy and tell them you need milk instead of them just assuming, or how having your shoulders bare in religious places is completely forbidden and frowned upon.

I've come to realize there is so much more out there than my old house in Nashville and Chicago pizza. Our world has astounding, places and culture and I wish everyone in the world could see it: from the limoncello at the Amalfi Coast, to laying under the eifil tower at night with whine while it sparkles, to the feeling of utmost bliss as you float in the clearest waters of the meditteranean, to the walls of the most ancient ruins of the colleseum, to the beautiful and colorful stained glass windows of the Sagrada Familla, and to the confusion, lonliness and yet still beauty of the holocaust memorial in Berlin.

Life isn't just your wooden blue door back home, there's other worlds out there you nor I have seen yet but I'm so thankful I've gotten to step foot in at least five countries of it.