It’s time for another goodbye. It feels like yesterday that I waved Denmark farewell, yet today I’ve left Worcester behind. In just a few hours, I’ll land in the USA—the place where everything started for me. Goodbyes have become a recurring theme in my life, and yet I’ll never get used to them. The ache that follows a “take care” or “keep in touch” is something I dread every time.

I’m tired—tired of the constant moving, of leaving pieces of myself scattered across the world. I long to find a place where I can truly settle, grow roots, and call home. Maybe that’s why I’m moving for the fourth time: the search for somewhere that feels right continues.

Tonight, I’m spending hours at Heathrow Airport with only small mice for company as I wait to board my flight. Oh, the things we do to save money! Normally, airports fill me with excitement—a sense of possibility and adventure—but not tonight. Tonight, I feel stuck in limbo. My stomach hurts, my thoughts are racing, and all I want is to reach my destination. The endless waiting leaves me with too much time to think about everything I’ve left behind.

“Home is where your heart is,” they say. But what happens when your heart is scattered across continents? Italy holds one piece, the USA another, and now England has claimed its own. Sometimes I dream of merging all my lives into one, bringing together all the people I care about, but traveling comes at a price.

I spent my last day in England hiking the Malvern Hills as snow crunched beneath my boots and the wind whipped against my face. Standing at the peak, overlooking the countryside, I took deep breaths and tried to savor the moment. It was bittersweet, a farewell to a chapter that has truly shaped me.

But now, as I head to Denver for an internship at a video production company, there’s hope for what lies ahead.  I am excited to return to Colorado, where I did my high school exchange years ago. This next chapter promises new experiences: getting my first driver’s license, exploring more of Colorado’s beauty, and starting my first curricular internship.