This Is The Part Where You Find Out Who You Are

I'm right at the edge.
Sitting in the waiting room of a new chapter; a new beginning; a new existence.
And I'm terrified.
Tonight marks the beginning of my last week in Utah. So it seems;
A HUGE part of my life and my heart will stay in Utah.
My partner, my lover, my best friend.

I find it amazing how we think we know what we want. For the longest time I begged the Universe for some type of control over my life. So much of the trauma in my childhood was out of my control.

I had, had Enough. 

As a 22 year old woman, I would happily hand back this coveted control, tied up with a big red bow. Ironically, none of us have much control over anything, anyway.

"You are a child of the Universe, no less than the trees and the stars. You have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, there's no doubt that the Universe is unfolding as it should."

I'm actively choosing my future. It was my choice to uproot and move to Utah 3 1/2 years ago; to study and earn my two degrees;
To say hello to the stranger with gorgeous green-blue eyes and the cutest damn dimples I had ever seen, who would become my absolute best friend and the love of my love.
And it is my decision to move over a hundred miles away, back to my hometown for a brief few months, to then embark on the scariest, most independent adventure thus far; move to Costa Rica.
To Leave.
To be Brave.
I choose to do this.
We must sacrifice to gain experience, perspective and to love.
It is never as simple as we hope.
But by god, we have to Live Brave.
Here's to the next chapter, and to the few but mighty who are still standing by my side, cheering me on this bumpy, emotional, fan-fucking-tastic life.
 

Namaste and Stay Brave,
the 20-something old soul