So indeed it's been quite some time that I have wrote in my blog, as usual really. Speaking of time, it has officially been 6 months here I think on Thursday. Kind of really crazy how time seems to be just flying by. With about about only two and a half months left here in Italy, kinda brings me to sadness. Weirdly enough I never really thought I would get to this point of being sad to leave, and I don't mean just oh mannnnn i have to go home already?! but it's more like ummm.... NO, NO, NO I AM NOT GOING HOME. It's weird. I mean don't get me wrong I miss my friends and my family and especially training but this is the life I have lived for the passed 6 months and it seems as though I cant quite remember my life before Italy. I have the weird moments where I stop and am like woah I am in Italy but not because IM IN ITALY and it seems all so surreal but more because its like OH YEAH you didn't originate from italy or with these people who are around you at the moment in time. I have grown close with a few of the people here, and I really can't and really wish I didn't have to imagine life with out them. For example, I am the kind of people who seems to find sentimental value in literally the smallest of things. Such as a cerain two bracelets that were given to me here.. (there were a few more that have been given to me might I add but these in particular, for this reason) I participated in this self defense class because my counselor was like oh hey do you want... yeah sure cool you know! well the man told me to take of my bracelets... you can imagine my face 0_o lol. I did, i told my friend hey dont let me forget these.... well later that night as we are eating dinner, it suddenly hit me OMG, I left my bracelets at the gym. Suddenly I found this horrible feeling in my chest and in my stomach and I really thought i was going to cry. Excuse me... WHY!? I mean dont get me wrong THEY ARE JUST BRACELETS BUT in fact they werent just THAT. To me, these people saw that I was fond of bracelets not earrings or socks or clothes or shoes or whatever but braceletes.. and without me saying anything they had me one and say dont forget me. It sucked losing the bracelets and i quickly got over it but it was just a weird thing that I really did find that much value in "just" an item such as that. One more story and then I will continue. Pardon my incorrect spelling and probably forgetting words as i go along or just bad grammer to begin with. Earlier today i was speaking with one women in particular i have grown so incredibly close with named Norina. We ended up having to exchange emails or whatever but as i walked away she also wrote in the small english she knows before i came back in the room, "i love you, dont forget it." Even now after typing that gives me this overwhelming feeling of joy and happiness because I mean i met her just 5 months ago and i have had the honor of meeting her and getting to know this woman and her daughter and she tells me constantly that i am just like her own. We laugh all the day long about stupid things and she even knows a lot about my family already. Might I also add... I have only stayed with this woman maybe, 6 times. Says a lot to me on its own. There are many other heart warming stories or whatever that I could tell but this one just made my whole exchange.
I guess you could say, I really love my life. Whether it be here, or back in the states I love it all the same. I have grown up and have seen a lot of things for what they are... more than I ever thought I would. I can't say I have changed because only others can see "the change" I am talking about, but I can say I have grown up, a lot more than I thought I would. I am terrified, indeed to come home... but soon enough I will be home.



Life is good, always be happy.
Someone could always have it worse than you, but even then... they are alive.


you'll hear from me soon, Liz :)