As the end of the semester approaches, I often find myself reflecting on the past three months I’ve spent living in Seville. The memories I’ve made, the people I’ve met, and the places I’ve been to are all permanent fixtures in my heart, never to be overlooked or forgotten. My experiences studying abroad have expanded my horizons beyond what I believed was possible, and I consider myself the luckiest person in the world to call these experiences mine.
During my time in Seville, I have traveled around Andalusia, Ibiza, Portugal, France, Northern Morocco, and Italy. While I will miss living in Europe and the ease at which one is able to travel to these beautiful places once I’m back in the States, my heart aches most knowing that the family I’ve found at the International College of Seville will no longer be a short walk from my homestay. We will no longer be able to make last minute plans to meet at our local bars for a drink and some tapas before going out to party and coming home at 4 in the morning with inside jokes and wild stories about the night before. We will no longer be able to enjoy each other’s little idiosyncrasies with which we’ve all fallen in love, because when this semester is over, we will all be scattered within the States as we were before. The pain of this realization breaks my heart, but it comforts me to know that something that could hurt so much to lose had to have been far more amazing to begin with.
This semester has undoubtedly comprised of the best three months of my life. I remember the days I spent before my departure to Seville second guessing my decision to study abroad an ocean away from the only home I have ever known. Now, I have found a new home in Spain, and the thought alone of leaving this beautiful country and the wonderful friends that I have made here is enough to bring me to tears. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, but my time living in Seville has given me memories that will last a lifetime.