My last week in Hungary will by far be the toughest of weeks during my time here. I know that I will be back to Hungary, but the 'when' is unknown, which makes saying good-bye or 'see you later' extremely hard. I would have never been able to guess two years ago just how hard it would be to leave Hungary and say goodbye to all of the wonderful people I have developed relationships with. My friends here are so much more to me than just friends; they really are family.When I left my roots, family, friends, and what is familiar in the US, I didn't expect to come into a world where I would feel so comfortable, connected and truly at home. I have fallen hopelessly in love with Hungary, and the driving force behind that love is the people here. I have seen the good and bad of Hungary, and that only reaffirms my love of this country. Words will never be able to describe what this place means to me.
Every goodbye and every tear shed (and oh there will be lots of tears), makes the reality of moving all the more vivid. It is hard saying goodbye, but I think it would be even harder to look myself in the mirror and know that there was no one worth saying good-bye to. I feel blessed that it is going to be so hard to say goodbye; that means my time here was truly precious. Sometimes I feel weak for being so emotional about leaving, but on the other hand I believe that the more you put into an experience, the more attached and emotional one will become. I am proud that I have put every bit of myself into these last two years and have gained something that will stay with me forever.
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