I’ve
learned that pretty well over the short 20 years I’ve been exploring this great
earth. I’ve lived more years than most my age, and am eternally grateful for
each and every one of them. I have been presented with opportunities beyond my
wildest dreams, taking me to foreign countries with exotic words that made my
tongue want to dance right out of my mouth. The beautiful rainforests of Costa
Rica ignited the fire deep within me, taking me away from the grey winter of my
small New England hometown and making me never want to leave the open road
again. I took flight on some other small trips over my high school years;
scholarly endeavors mostly, working hard to achieve the life I dreamed about.
Entering my
senior year of high school I knew I was not ready to dive back into set
schedules and sleepless nights bent over the blue of my computer screen. I
decided to take a gap year to “find myself,” as cliché as that sounds, and
search for the thing I would be willing to pay off for the next few decades of
my life. After working a full summer I left for Nepal, a country I knew near
nothing about other than it’s wild landscapes and bountiful religious culture.
I spent three amazing months volunteering, traveling, trekking and teaching
before flying home a totally different person with a compound worldview. I
finished off my year traveling around the continental US, volunteering, meeting
old friends as well as new, and eventually settling into a my first apartment
with my lovely boyfriend in an entirely new place altogether, Yuma AZ.
That move
alone would start a whole new wild chapter of my life, something I never saw
coming, but have loved every minute of. TBC…
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