When I was in college I had heard about this wonderful opportunity called “Study Abroad.” Oh, how I wanted to go. Travel to a foreign country? Learn about a culture other than my own? Yes and yes. Please sign me up.
Unfortunately, I could never go. The reality of the situation was that I knew there just wasn’t enough money to make it happen, so I never asked my parents if I could do it. Afterall, I was one of these kids that let opportunities slide because I didn’t want to put a strain on my parents’ finances. So instead of traveling over the summer, I would try to find work.
Flash forward to present day. I received an email letting me know—in so many words—that I would be crossing the pond to teach for a few weeks in May. I couldn’t believe it! I read the email over and over again. I had a friend read it, too. Was I reading this correctly?! I didn’t want to get my hopes up, so I still waited for more confirmation. Then, I was greeted by another email in my inbox that further confirmed that I am going abroad.
Wow! Despite all of this confirmation, I’m still afraid to believe it. I don’t want it to be taken away from me!