How did I get here...again?
Sitting here waiting to catch my one-way flight to London, I cant help but feel the strangest sense of deja-vu. I was sitting in this exact same place two years ago, except I was waiting to board to my plane to Salzburg with my best friend by my side. Believe me when I say that getting to this place has not been easy, it took a lot of painful doors closing, a season of doubt, and being humbled by the Lord, to fully trust in his plan.
Lets be honest, we all have a plan in our minds, one that, in our heads, is so flawless there's no reason it shouldn't work. Here was mine: I would take the GMAT (after studying 3 months for it, of course), get into a business school to do my masters in accounting and make a big move somewhere different. But, here's what really happened: After studying for a month and a half, I failed the GMAT...twice. I cried the night before, scared out of my mind that my plan wouldn't work, and guess what, it didn't. I was crushed after the second test, I doubted everything. Here I was, an accounting major graduating without a job waiting for her, feeling so incredibly defeated.
Once graduated, I took a summer job at an accounting firm, but all I could think about was how much I, 1. wanted to get back across the Atlantic, and 2. didn't want school to be over. After researching programs, I ran into an MBA program - a full year, 32 units, a summer internship, accepting applications until July 1st - it was now June 16th, in London. Too good to be true? I took time to think about the situation, what it would look like, and allowed the Lord to open the doors for it. Shortly after submitting my application (3 days before the deadline), I got the long awaited email... "we'd like to offer you an unconditional acceptance...", my mom can attest to the tears in my eyes that day.
Anyways, we all know what happened after that; lots of calls to the UK, booking flights to Mexico City for my visa appointment, and the oh-so-dreaded year's worth of clothes packing :- ) I would not recommend booking your visa appointment three weeks before orientation week, but hey here I am. The summer flew by, plans changed, and I worked my butt off at my 40-hr full-time job.
It took me saying yes and jumping in boldly into this new opportunity, trusting the Lord by my side - Plus, lets be honest, I wasn't ready to give up my student discounts (madewell, anyone?). I am eager to learn, to step out of the comforts of home, and truly allow the Lord to show me my purpose and passions.
I think I already miss my family and sweet friends, but I cant thank them enough for supporting and cheering me on in this next big step of mine.
Here's to living across the Atlantic (again),