The First Day of School Butterflies...

T Minus 2 and a half days until Paris!!!

One of my first kids I babysat said, "Stephanie, I think I have the first day before big girl school butterflies". She said she didn't want to eat her afternoon snack because she was afraid the butterflies would fly out. Six years later I can't help but feel as if I'm in the same boat... 

I'm 20 and feel the same as my sweet little 5 year old friend. I'm finishing packing up my apartment here at Elon, participating in 2 rounds of my sorority recruitment tomorrow then heading home sweet home. I'll be home for a grand 30 some hours before taking on Paris.

Since beginning studying the language at 13,  French has caught my attention and hasn't let go even 7 years later. Despite going to my dream place, I can't help but feel a roller coaster of emotions. Being around my good friends in my sorority makes me realize how much I'll miss them while abroad (don't forget me pretty ladies!). One of the biggest blessings I've had has been to be a Tri Delta, so it will be hard to be away from such great friends for bit. (shout out to you tri delts, be excited). 

Being some place completely different, away from home, and in a different language is quietly tugging my heart a little. Being away from my three best friends at Elon who help, encourage, and make me smile every day is a weird enough concept. Topping missing out on our girl nights with less phone calls to my mom, dad, brother, grandparents, and cousin is just inconceivable.

Even with those conflicting feelings I can't help but want to shout HOW EXCITED I AM FOR THIS! If you're reading this, you know how much I enjoy a challenge. This is just one more way I can push my comfort zone to learn new and different life lessons. Wish me luck, keep reading, and thanks for the support. I wouldn't have been able to have the courage to leave my comfortable, beloved Elon or physically move out without the love and support from most of you. SO THANKS.

P.S. Pray for the girl with OCD trying to pack 4 months in 1 suitcase. Talk about cruel and unusual punishment! :) haha