Choices in life can sometime be obvious or drastically hard to decide. Being a young adult in college means living out these experiences and learning what it means to live on my own and be my own person making the choices for myself. By spending the past three weeks in Greece, I have learned that I am an adventurous person. I always knew that I wanted to travel the world and see the Eiffel Tower and build a mud hut in Africa, but now I know that I can accomplish this. My mom always told me that I could do anything I wanted to if I put my mind to it. I believed her, so I gave my dreams high expectations. I now feel that I can say these dreams of mine will no longer be dreams but will soon be reality. After studying away for January, I know that I am strong enough to live in another country. I am con
sidering studying away for a semester my senior year. In high school, I never would have thought I would be able to pick up everything in my life and leave my comfort zone, my family, my friends and my soft pillow. I was always told that I could do whatever, so heck why not this, but it took coming to Greece to put this into realization that I really am a strong enough person to go through with this. Last year, one of my really good friends Oksana went to Russia on a missionary trip for six months. She and I are very similar but as she was preparing to leave I couldn’t seem to figure out how she was going to survive. Going to a foreign land where the language is a guessing game and the culture is a world’s difference seems hard enough, but then factoring in going all alone seems even ha
rder. I remember telling her how proud I was of her and she replied that she had never been more scared. The months flew by and soon she was home with an experience of a lifetime. Oksana grew as a person and told me that at first all she could think about was returning to her safety net, but then after a few weeks, Russia became her home. She told me that I could go away for this long, but I just laughed it off knowing that I would miss my real home too much. After traveling to Greece, I feel as if I can accomplish my semester long goal. I have heard stories from older family members on what not to do in life and how to be a “successful” person. But their definition of success is going to be different from the one that I am forming right now. I appreciate the words of wisdom that my grandparents have passed on to me, but at this point in my life, it is about me finding what my words will be.
Choices in life can sometime be obvious or drastically hard to decide. Being a young adult in college means living out these experiences and learning what it means to live on my own and be my own person making the choices for myself. By spending the past three weeks in Greece, I have learned that I am an adventurous person. I always knew that I wanted to travel the world and see the Eiffel Tower and build a mud hut in Africa, but now I know that I can accomplish this. My mom always told me that I could do anything I wanted to if I put my mind to it. I believed her, so I gave my dreams high expectations. I now feel that I can say these dreams of mine will no longer be dreams but will soon be reality. After studying away for January, I know that I am strong enough to live in another country. I am con
sidering studying away for a semester my senior year. In high school, I never would have thought I would be able to pick up everything in my life and leave my comfort zone, my family, my friends and my soft pillow. I was always told that I could do whatever, so heck why not this, but it took coming to Greece to put this into realization that I really am a strong enough person to go through with this. Last year, one of my really good friends Oksana went to Russia on a missionary trip for six months. She and I are very similar but as she was preparing to leave I couldn’t seem to figure out how she was going to survive. Going to a foreign land where the language is a guessing game and the culture is a world’s difference seems hard enough, but then factoring in going all alone seems even ha
rder. I remember telling her how proud I was of her and she replied that she had never been more scared. The months flew by and soon she was home with an experience of a lifetime. Oksana grew as a person and told me that at first all she could think about was returning to her safety net, but then after a few weeks, Russia became her home. She told me that I could go away for this long, but I just laughed it off knowing that I would miss my real home too much. After traveling to Greece, I feel as if I can accomplish my semester long goal. I have heard stories from older family members on what not to do in life and how to be a “successful” person. But their definition of success is going to be different from the one that I am forming right now. I appreciate the words of wisdom that my grandparents have passed on to me, but at this point in my life, it is about me finding what my words will be. 
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