Disembarkation Station
Things do not always go according to Japlans.
Your
Chitenerary will not go as you originally intended.
And
all of those other country puns…
Life
is unexpected.
I
did not expect to fall in love with my life on the ship. I did not expect to find
such a wonderful group of friends. Friends that I will genuinely miss living
life with.
I
expected to see the world, but I expected to do it alone. I expected that
everyone would have come onto this shindig with their friend groups already
mapped out.
I’m
thankful that was just the worrywart in me coming out.
Which
brings me here.
One
last early morning would not kill me.
I
got up with my alarm at 05:02, so I could watch the final sunrise with my
friends and eat breakfast together.
It
was arguably the longest day of the voyage- largely because it was without a
doubt the most emotion filled.
I
grabbed my quilt from the end of my bed and wandered outside to find my pals.
The
sunrise was certainly not the brightest of the voyage- or even close. It was
cloudy and sprinkling a bit, almost as if the sky was sad, too.
Yes.
Yes I know exactly how corny that sounded- but I do not care one bit.
We
all sat together through the bitter end and I was a wreck through it all.
When
I was finally pulled myself together- the first sea was called and Sydney gave
us all 'see you later' hugs. She got to me, and my eyes started welling up with
tears, and she said "It's 2015. Long distance relationships work. You and
I both know that."
I.
Lost. It.
So,
there I was- in the middle of the piano lounge, wearing my emotions on my
sleeves. And multiple kleenex. And I could not stop.
It
was very much like stop and go traffic. I'd be fine for a time, then I'd hear a
familiar laugh, see a friendly face, or receive a hug and it would start all
over again.
A
pretty vicious cycle, huh?
But
I mean, when I saw those people, I wondered when the next time I would see
them. Or IF I would ever see them. The thought haunted me.
And
in the midst of experiencing all this sadness (and joy, for having such
wonderful relationships to be sad over) I had to pull myself together to see my
parents and Emily!
WHICH,
is AWESOME news. My family flew all the way to England to pick me up.
But
for now- I've got to figure out how to balance it all.
Things
I love about today:
…the
best way for me to tell you if for you to read my posts from this calendar
year. What is not to love?
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