It's snowing. White streets, white windshields on cars, white breaths of air as people run around. People scattering about if they could possibly dodge the snowflakes as they fall. My mind loving the snow but my average Texas attitude is hating that winter has arrived here in Italy as its like 20F. Five months tomorrow, and the thought of home is long gone. The feeling of "home" is now here with me, exactly where i'm at; Italy. I'm here with memories of what used to be the "norm" back in the states but everything that was, before I left has either faded away or has been categorized as "STRANGE". As human nature, days gone on and as soon as you see something differently or something happens to change your prospective its an "OH LOOK I HAVE CHANGED", or "HEY, I'VE GONE THROUGH THE REALIZATIONS OF.." but as a whole, being here thats what this was. With less than 4 months left in my experience... the missing home factor is long gone. Although with only that amount of time left makes me see like WOW... I seriously have just lived here for 5 months? I've gotten this far? But where has it all gone? What have I done? Who have I met? Where have I been? but the basic question that no one truly asks nor answers is; what did you realize? to sum all of it up would literally be; if you don't have the will to keep going or to adjust, then you just need to sit down. That's not always an attribute you realize you have until it's put to the actually test. YES, "I never give up, on things I start." is what most of you probably said to yourself or thought when I said that. It's what I meant, but in a different way. I'm the kind of person who is going to keep on going no matter what, although giving up in some circumstances has been an option. Now because I say it's an option that's where the TRUE will comes in, is do you have the will to push PASSED that option. Judge me. I have ambition, I have strength, but i'd be lying if i'd said I didn't or hadn't considered giving up once or twice on something growing up. For a matter of fact, it took my parents yelling at me not to give up karate as a kid... an now looking back... if I had been that lazy kid and quit... I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE I WOULD BE WITHOUT IT. I weighed the option on my mind but my ambition and will were both way too heavy. Honestly, Martial Arts and the people that surrounded me ESPECIALLY my amazing Sensei who became my role model, my inspiration, a hero AND like a second mother to me, if it weren't for all that.. I don't know what my ambitions would be or if I would have any at that. When I first got here, it seems as though I had arrived with the thought of will, faith, adjusting... BLAH BLAH BLAH ect. on my mind but yet that wasn't it, or at the moment wasn't enough. It was like living in another country had a whole new kinda will I needed to learn to stay here. Now I am HERE. I AM HERE, and have been for 5 months. What have I realized? Nothing. What have I learned?... EVERYTHING. or atleast I have tried. I learned that ultimately being happy no matter why, but the slightest of happiness will somehow always be enough. I have learned that appreciating things while you can, and as they are, in the moment, no matter where you are at might be one of the most important things to do in life.
So how have I spent my last 5 months? Well... originally i had 61 pictures that described my whole trip here but i will put 5 pictures for the 5 months i have been here.
So how have I spent my last 5 months? Well... originally i had 61 pictures that described my whole trip here but i will put 5 pictures for the 5 months i have been here.
Pasta.
That is all my friends, hope you all are doing just as great as I am<3
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