You read the last page and closed the best book you have read thus far. It went so fast, page by page chapter by chapter, filled with dynamic characters and adventures that kept you up late at night when everyone else had gone to bed. In this story, you lived each moment to the fullest, running in the wind without looking back at the consequences. Then just like that it’s over…You close the book and stare at the back cover. You look back you would’t change one thing about it. What do you do now? How can something that gave me so much happiness be over?
I have trouble closing the books of my life. I am addicted to expanding my horizons. I thirst for knowledge and adventure; I can’t sit still. Life has so much to offer if you just take that leap that scares you. If something scares you then you are probably doing it right. When I look back I am happy I took the leap and went to Italy. Now that I am home, I am looking back at that wonderful book and I haven’t yet gotten over it. The friends I made, the adventures I had and knowledge I gained is invaluable.
Honestly, being back at home has been hard for me. I got attached to my life in Italy and didn’t want to let go. I am happy to be with my family and live my old life but more often than not my mind flashes back to “when I was in Urbino…”
What I need to realize is that at least I got the chance to LIVE that book. It changed me for the better and I can cherish those memories forever. The late nights at the piazza, watching the sunset in my room with my new best friends, my mentor teaching me more than I ever thought I would learn and lastly learning that having a pizza and a beer with friends is the best medicine to a rough day.
Yes, this adventurous book is over. But that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. I have emerged with new knowledge and understanding that I can apply to my life at home. Just as I jump into adventures with my whole heart, I fall equally as hard. But as Theodore Roosevelt said, “Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure… than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.” I live on a roller coaster…but I wouldn’t have it any other way. At least I know I am living. So I close this book and I wait for the next one. The high has ended as I have ridden all the way to the bottom. The roller coaster of a book is finally closed as I impatiently wait for the next. Knowing me…I won’t be able to wait too long.