I was 2o years old, going to school in a small college in the middle of no where Arkansas, and I was miserable.
I hated my basketball coach, I didn’t like living in a small town, & I was looking for something more. Only I didn’t know it at the time (besides hating my basketball coach, I totally knew that part.)
One day a friend said to me that she was going on a study abroad trip to Spain & of course I wanted to go too. Somehow, by the grace of God, my uncle decided to pay for the trip & my mom helped with a lot of the finances of it too.
I spent 4 weeks over there. It’s hard to describe that trip, because it was one of the most amazing trips I’ve ever been on in my life because the culture, food, language, beaches, museums, churches, basically everything about that country was so breathtakingly beautiful I couldn’t imagine life not living there. On the other hand, I was so miserable for reasons I won’t go into today, that it really opened my eyes to my reality back in the United States.
I came home miserable & hurting. I realized on that trip, for me & my life, that there was so much more to going to a small school & playing basketball. I’d been doing that my whole life & I knew it was time for something different.
I decided to transfer to a much bigger school, to live in a quad dorm where in one building alone there were more people than I’d gone to school with in my entire life, let alone at my old university.
Making that decision was one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever made in my life. And it was the scariest. It was also one of the best decisions I ever made.
Going to Spain, as hard of a trip as it was, changed my life. It led me to my new school, to declaring my major as Spanish, which led to another bachelor’s in Latin American Studies. It helped me fall in love with Latin America & it made me dream about going on another trip.
It led me to make the decision to go on a trip to Mexico, which was another hard & amazing trip, where I fell head over heels in love with another culture.
And I met the most amazing person on that trip, who took a very lonely & sad me, & he made me laugh & he made me happy, & he became my best friend in 6 short weeks.
All that from deciding to go on one trip to Spain, which led to transferring schools, which led to declaring a new major, which led to another trip, which led to my amazing present day with an awesome husband & beautiful son.
On my wedding day, there was the amazing guy from Mexico standing next to me on the altar promising to be with me til death do us part. I had my friend from the Spain trip, a friend from my new school, & a friend from my Mexico trip standing behind me as bridesmaids. And if I hadn’t been willing to live through the hard stuff, I wouldn’t have any of them in my life today.
Sometimes, getting to your perfect place, means battling a storm to get there.
Me? I’d battle that storm and any others all over again, just to get to where I am today.
What about you?