I like knowing all about something before i do it, i hate new things and changes. My mother had the idea that it would be good for me to go away for the year. I was definitely not on her side when she first brought it up. moving across the world from everything that you know, seems terrifying but after awhile i started to like the idea. Being able to just leave for a year and if it goes to shit then its ok because what are the chances i see them again.
After months of waiting the day came and i was off to an unknown place.
"Honey you need to leave right away" my mom yelled at me from downstairs
" Im coming" I had packed the night before so i wouldn't be stressed this morning. My bags were so heavy because i had everything i needed for a year in it.
"think youve got everything?" mom asked when i got downstairs.
"think so, really hope i do" not that it was a big deal if i did forget anything, most of the things i brought were replaceable.
"i love you so much sweetie" my mom began tearing up as she hugged me goodbye.
" i love you mom, ill call you atleast once a week" i promised her.
"okay honey, call me when you land"
"will do"
I walked away from the house and into the cab my mom had ordered me. Never thought i would have actually agreed to do this 6 months ago but a lot has changed in that time.
