All Aboard

I'm sitting in the international airport terminal waiting for my flight to Australia and it hit me. 

I made it. 

Obviously not literally, since I still have 23 hours until I arrive in Cairns, but I made it. I am leaving the country and studying abroad. All. By. Myself. 

With all the down time before my flight, I was reading a letter from a dear friend of mine that told me to live selfishly while in Australia. That sentence seems rather strange, but she followed it with telling me to get everything out of the experience I can and to grow for me. Not for her, not for my family, not for anyone else. That's when it hit me. This trip is mine. Now that is a freeing but fearful thought. I am petrified of what is going to happen in Australia, but I know that when I return home to the beautiful state of Texas, I will not be the same. I don't want to be the same. This is the trip of my life and the airline is calling my name. Once I get on the plane, life as I know it will change. 

Next stop Brisbane. 

Final destination? Growth. Acceptance. Freedom. 

Melbourne.