And you know what? I'm scared. Scared and nervous and excited and sick to my stomach at the thought of leaving my family and friends. Somehow I don't think I would be as scared if my great grandmother wasn't as old as she is (we're very close) or if my best friend wasn't leaving for Basic Training in Texas for eight months three days after I come home from this adventure.
For months I have been saying goodbye to people. I've said "oh, I'm moving to Denmark" more times than I can count. I've heard "Be safe" even more times than that. Its not moving to a new country that frightens me. Its the leaving part.
But you know what? I've wanted this for as long as I can remember. Once I leave the comfort of my family and get dropped off at the airport, my excitement will kick in. I never thought I'd be going to Denmark, but I always knew that I'd study abroad in Europe. Knowing that I'm going to a country that I have actual documented roots in is incredibly exciting!
So to my family & friends I say, 'Jeg elsker dig.'
And to my flight buddies and my future travel buddies I say,
'Det glaeder mig at traeffe dig.'
You miss ur uncle
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