Departure Part Un

Departure Part Un was not a pretty one, infact it probably tops my list of most pathetics moments ever! At some point, a couple of days prior to my departure, the emotions and stress of the unknown had gotten to me, and I began crying and I basically didn't stop til I was awaiting my flight out JFK to Heathrow.

Departure Part Un was not even a real departure. I was simply flying from DFW to Cleveland to visit my dad before stopping off in NYC for a couple of days. As much as I wanted to just enjoy the days before I couldn't, I was overcome with uncertainty and anxity.

So there I found myself at the DFW airpot and boy was I a sight to behold. I had totally lost it, I was literaly sobbing in public...something I had never actually done before. I am sure the ticket agent was very surprised about my emotional state, after all for all she knew I was just flying to Cleveland. I was having second thoughts about the finacial investment I was getting into and was really really freaked out about moving to a foreign country I had never been to and a place where I knew no one. But I knew that if I backed down I would regret it forever.

I somehow managed to pull myself together, say goodbye to my mom, pass through security and board that plane. Two years later I can say it was one of the best, if not best, decision I have made in life...it was just the beginging and I was in store for a great adventure.