Ending

My year in Ireland is near the end. The hardest thing I will do is say goodbye to the place I love the most, the place that allowed me to grow the most in life. I miss people already. Not once was I homesick while I was here, but I'm already missing Ireland as I sit in my apartment. My heart will be in tiny pieces as I walk away from college one last time, see my empty room, and the green fields as the plane takes off. I am already planning a trip back in 2012 to visit some of the people that changed my life.

Moving back to America was never in my plans, however moving back to Ireland in the future is. When I moved here I felt a happiness for the first time since I was eleven. This country is my home. It kills me to leave it to get the degree I want. I can say me epic adventures are over, no more travelling around Europe or experiencing the cultures I have only seen and dreamt. But it's not. This is just another page in Adventures in Meganland. So many more things to come.

I am looking at colleges on the the east and west coast of the USA, and by all means, staying away from all midwestern cities except Chicago. I will have gone to college in the midwest, to a small city with a large college, to a huge city with a huge college. I will have experienced more than most people at twenty years of age and for that I am grateful.

I still am not certain what i want to do for the rest of my life, there getting a degree in sociology seems fitting and I also have two years worth of sociology classes done as well (not to say that is an influence!) I never know where I am going, who I will meet, or what I'll do, but I do know each new place and face holds a spot in my heart, helping me grow and experience life better then i ever could have on my own.

The end of one adventure is never the the end of a story. You choose when to end your story.