I know I keep talking about how my mother left today to go back to Qatar, but I can't get over it. I don't feel crazy depressed, I just feel blank and sad. The woman who's given me so much, and always been around, is on her way to somewhere that can only be a phone call away. It does feel like she'll be back in a few days but at some point it will hit me that I won't be seeing her for, what feels like, a million years.
Like she said, "It had to happen at some point." That's right, independence has no way of softly coming to us. It's something that basically slaps you dead in the face and tells you "get up! You have to keep going!"
For 2 years this is all I could wait for; being home, starting college, gaining independence and respect as another adult. Now that it's starting, I have to be thankful, don't I? I do.
I believe in order to have the perfect life we all crave, there needs to be small sacrifices. I needed a better education, so i was moved half way across the world. I was blessed with a beautiful relationship, but it's long distance (which i'd never trade anything for. We have one more year then no more long distance!) Now, my mother being endless miles away. In the end, everything is worth it, you can't argue that!
I'm going to grow even more as a person and love every second of it. I couldn't be more blessed, to say the least. The best way to end this summary is with a Thank You, mom.
