Last Week Abroad

Reality has hit. The semester has come to a close. We must return to our lives back home. It feels so weird to think that I will no longer be a 15-minute bus ride away from the Colosseum and Roman Forum. This particular week was particularly surreal as my roommates and I packed all our belongings and emptied out the apartment. We all said our goodbyes to our friends and professors. A couple of tears were shed. Not a lot. Just a couple. 

Out of the many, many things I will miss from Rome, I think I will find myself longing for the company and people I had struggled with through classes or the comedic (although not so comedic at the time) disasters of traveling. I will miss the delicious chocolate and Piu Gusto chips. Oh, and of course, gelato. 

In the beginning of the semester, we would all talk amongst one another and say, "You know, I'm probably never going to see you again." And, respectively we would agree and shrug to that comment. Now, we all invite one another to our hometowns and offer to provide a home for one another in our respective states. Oh, how our thoughts have drastically transformed from an ephemeral standpoint to an enduring, lasting perspective of investing in those we met abroad. 

Honestly, this is a video for my friends and me. A keepsake. Our memories. Our blessings.