In this year something new happened in my life and this new thing is I started to travel to another country. On March 2019 I have been on the airplane for the first time in my life. The case of my travel was to study. I came to Latvia to study my master's degree, honestly, it was my big dream to study an abroad and when I have been accepted to the university of Latvia for my master’s degree, I was so happy, I was on the clouds of nine till the day before my departure. We are human and we cannot envision or realize 100% well about the things which might happen to us emotionally. The day before my departure I felt totally different, even deeper. I realized how difficult it can be to leave my family behind with whom I lived from when I was born until now. It felt very difficult for me to be far from my parents and my siblings. At that time, I understood they were the biggest part of my life and the biggest part of my heart. I started thinking of why I decided to study abroad, why I decided to be far from my parents, from my dear siblings, are there any benefits for me by doing so? Which is worth to be far from my dearest ones? I even wanted to cancel my flight and cancel my study. People may think that this is weakness, but I rather think this is great bonds of family members, this is sensitivity, and it is okay to be sensitive cause that means you have a magic in your heart. Going to study abroad requires really big courage and to be strong emotionally. I am here in Latvia now and I admit that I did not stop missing my home, my parents, and my siblings. Even some birds remind me of my country when I hear their voices over here. "My country" is two words, however, there are millions of meanings, feelings, thoughts, and memories. The word "My Country" means everything which you cannot understand unless you go far from it. I sometimes feed birds, cats here in Latvia and this helps me to connect them and feel local, calm and love. With all these, I want to say that I realized there are big feelings and love within me and my country. Each small piece of my country is a big heart to me as it holds previous memories of my childhood, about my first in many things such as my first holiday, first New Year, first class at the school, first friendship, first betrayal, first love, first cries, first achievements and so on ...! I love my Uzbekistan!
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