Hello, So now I’ve been home for about 2 weeks. Leaving Michigan was for sure one of the hardest things I’ve ever done in my life. How am I supposed to leave my family, my home, my friends and my life to go back to my family, my home, my friends and my life. It’s a very weird feeling and mostly confusing and it feels unreal. The last days went by so fast and we had a lot of fun. Even though mama Kelly kept telling me “you get to choose what you want to do on your LAST day” over and over again I still didn’t realise that it was actually going to be my last day. A couple of nights were weird for all of us when we started thinking about all memories we’ve had through out the year, and just laughed and cried. It felt like the year went by way too fast but then again we have done so much together and we have so many precious moments to remember. I can’t ever thank everyone enough for everything they’ve done for me to make my exchange year the best.
I’ve met so many awesome people that I’m gonna stay in touch with for the rest of my life and others who I’ll remember as part of the journey. Everybody were so welcoming and nice. It made it a lot easier to fit in and find people to hang out with. I couldn’t have wished for a better experience and even though I’m a year behind at school here right now I would never take it back or regret going. No school lesson or class ever could teach me even half of the stuff I’ve learned in the past year. I have seen how much more there is to life than what I’ve seen. I have learned to do things I never even thought would be possible for me or that I didn’t know existed.
I remember when I left Finland, 11 months ago, not knowing what was waiting for me, who I was gonna live with, what I would be doing, how my school would be. Will I find any friends? Am I gonna get lost? Am I going to be okay for a whole year away from home? What if they’re not nice? I had all these questions in my head in the airplane on my way there. It’s crazy how much a year can do. The place I once looked up on google maps, the place I had never heard of and the place somewhere far away with the big pond downtown is a place I now consider my home.
I still remember my first day of school like it was yesterday. I stood at the bus stop, with my backpack and my morning coffee, waiting for the yellow school bus to come pick me up. I got to school all confused about where I should go. I had already lost my schedule and I had no idea what was going on. I found my first classes by asking once or twice but my last hour I had to go get the principal and he had to take me to the class room. It was so embarrassing. Being uncomfortable has become a life style to me.
The school is at least a half kilometre long and there are so many hallways and doors it’s insane. 2500 kids. I still saw a ton of new people the last day. It took me about two weeks to figure out how to open my locker. When I finally understood it I felt like an actual HS student. I knew all the hallways in about three weeks and everything was okay then, but I will never forget the struggle of being alone and not knowing anyone, anything, and just feeling exhausted of having to pay attention all the time.
I also remember the car ride home from the airport. It was kinda awkward. I didn’t know what to say at first. It was kinda like “hey what’s up, I’ll be living with you for the next year”. I didn’t want to say anything weird or stupid because then they would get the wrong picture of me. There are so many things I was so worried about that now afterwards feels so stupid. We’re all family now and I consider them my parents and my brother. Home for me is not a place anymore, it’s a feeling of safety and acceptance. Home is where your heart is. I will always be welcome to go back and the door will always be open if I’ll ever need anything.
It’s not just a year and then it’s over. I will go back and visit, I hope they’ll make it over here sometime and maybe we can meet up somewhere totally else some day too. Who knows what time brings. Mama Kelly posted on Facebook when I left that “we might be a household of three now, but we’ll always be a family of four”. I can share everything with them and I know I won’t be judged. I can totally say that I’ll do whatever for them. Anytime. Anywhere. No matter what.
I have so much I could tell but I think I’ll stop before I write a whole book. I hope you’ll all remember that life is good. Don’t worry about small things, it’ll all work out. Take every chance you get. Do crazy spontaneous stuff. Travel. Life life fully. Don’t spend too much time regretting anything. Just go do what you’ve always wanted to do. Life is too short to waste.
If someone has any questions about anything feel free to ask. You can comment or if you know me personally just private message on some social media. I’ll gladly answer anything I can.
Thank you for reading my blog ❤
love, Marianna
Some pictures from the last days,