Hittade ett inlägg hos en utbytesstudents bloff som jag bara måste dela med mig av, det var väldigt on point om man säger så.
Last night I had a dream that I was back home in Umeå. I dreamt that I walked the streets of my hometown and it made me realize that I know my city so well that I know every tiny detail of Umeå even in my dreams. And that's not so weird, because I've spent 16 years, which is my whole life except for the last months, in that city. Umeå is my comfort zone, the safe little city I call home. But it's not my only home anymore. I think the hardest part for not-exchange students to understand is how attached you get to your new home. My sweet little coeur d'alene, I can't even explain how much I love my host town. I can't even imagine how hard it will be to leave my second home, because even though I will come back, it will never ever be the same again. When I come back here I will be a tourist, sure I will have friends, a second family and memories here, but I won't be a part of this amazing community anymore. I won't be a student at coeur dalene high school anymore, and I might be a Viking by blood (thank you Sweden) but I won't be able to call my self a chs Viking anymore. And yes It was hard to leave my friends, my family and my hometown in Sweden, but I left with the knowledge that I one day would come back again and that everything would be the same. And that's not completely true because I get that things change, even back in Sweden, in 6 months. But I will be in the same exact place of my life as when I left, and that fact was what made it so much easier to leave. I'm not going to lie, I had moments when I wanted to stay in Sweden and not go at all. I was scared of all the things I would miss in Sweden while I was gone. But oh, stupid little Me, didn't I ever think about the things I would miss in America if I wouldn't go? Well that's easy for me to say now but I can't even imagine how my life would be without this year. I have grown so much during this year of my life. And yes mom and dad, I'm still a lazy teenager with a messy room who doesn't like to do homework, don't get to excited. But the way I think, act and react to things is completely different. I stand up for my self, I'm independent, and I know that you have to fight for what you want. I know when to walk away and I know that walking away doesn't mean being weak. I know that you can't take anything or anyone for granted. I know what I need and I know what I want. I know the value of a good family. I know that sometimes, one year can have a bigger impact on your life than the rest of the 16 years You've lived. And most importantly I know that nothing lasts forever even if you want it to.