Today I talked to Maria Louisa!
And then I cried a lot.
Nobody ever told me that studying abroad would change your life in terms of splitting you into pieces -- one with every person you came to love while you lived in a foreign place, and one piece with the place itself and every familiar bit of the walk along the cliff. Mostly they emphasized the traditional benefits like, education in the wide world, broadening your horizons.
I don't want to be that person that talks about their study abroad experience all the time, but I guess I sort of am.
Dr. Skills is coming to visit this Thursday, and that makes me glad -- we'll have lunch with him. Maybe I've got all my crying out of the way right now so that can be a joyous meeting.
I don't think I came back from Orvieto any more certain or grown-up or grounded. I just feel like I can't handle making decisions about people.
But maybe that's what grown-ups feel like all the time.