It’s all your fault…
Your fault for always believing in me even when I have a hard time believing in myself.
Your fault for teaching me to always be open to what the world has to offer.
Your fault for encouraging me to find my own voice even if you don’t always agree with me.
Your fault for raising me with this irrational self-confidence that makes me believe I can do whatever I set my mind to.
Ma, it’s all because of you that I’m off to follow my dream, and for that (amongst many other reasons), I will forever be indebted to you. I owe you my life in every sense of the word.
In the months to follow I will be planning my greatest adventure to date—an around-the-world trip—one that I’ll journey on for a year or so but will remember for a lifetime.
I have no starting point, no plan, and no sense of direction all I’m grasping onto is this feeling—an undeniable desire to see and experience the world first hand– and so, that’s where it all begins. As of today, I have very few answers to the many questions that are probably running through your head but just know that I’ll be OK; you’ve taught me well. I’m off, not to escape life but rather to embrace it.
Thank you for always being loving, supportive, and for always allowing me to find my own way.
Erika (Tu Bibi)