As I sit here at my desk, surrounded by a plethora of pictures from my adventures exactly a year ago, and with my memories starting to pop up and remind me of where I was this time last year, I can’t help but feel a few things:
Obviously sadness – I wish I had the ability to permanently travel the world. There really is SO much to explore.
A bit of wonder – My dream job is to travel the world and be paid for it. I’m wondering how I can make that dream job a reality…
But mostly, I feel grateful and so INCREDIBLY lucky. Who can say they picked up everything and left for 4 months to galavant around the world?
Not many.
Who can say they got to spend 6 incredible, uninterrupted weeks with the love of their life, getting to explore and experience new cities, and new countries and new cultures?
Not many.
Who can say they checked off an endless amount of bucket list items like spending a day with elephants, getting dive certified on an island in Thailand, jumping off a cliff in Croatia, or making pizza in Italy?
Not many.
While I am overwhelmed with envy for my 2016 self, I have memories and experiences that some people never even come close to in their entire life.
How lucky am I to have been able to do what I have done? To have the opportunity and physical ability to just leave and see where the world takes me?
So, I will not be upset, or depressed, or angry that I am not in the same place I was 1 year ago. Because my trip changed me. I have grown since then, and I know that my adventures are FAR from over.
I can’t wait for my memories to come up and relive my dream come true all over again.
-A
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