I am now just two days away from going home, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. About a week ago, I thought I was ready to return to America, as I had spent long enough here to get everything out of the experience that I had wanted coming in. And though I still believe that for the most part, and I am still more excited than ever to see my friends and family, I’m starting to reconsider how “ready” I am to leave. First off, some people have already left, and I don’t think it fully hit me that I was actually leaving until a few close friends left and I realized that I may never see them again. Obviously I will stay in touch with them, but we will never spend an entire semester together again as we did this semester. I’ve shared incredible memories with those friends, and it’s odd having to say goodbye. I initially thought of my friends and family as only in America, but I now realize I also am a part of a community here in Denmark, and I’m not ready to say goodbye. Furthermore, a tragic accident happened a few days ago on a boat, the same boat that I had been on just a day before, and it really shook the community here, including myself. However, it also made me all the more aware of how great this community is and how close we’ve become, as we mourned the losses of two fellow students. I had friends who I had never met prior to this semester, and I was now having deep conversations with them, turning to them during that hard time, again making me realize how close I had become with them. We’ve already planned trips to visit one another, but it won’t be the same as spending a semester together in this place we now call home, a bond we will forever share and will be hard to replicate again.
Secondly, during this final week, I’ve tried to revisit everything I’ve loved about this city before I leave, and I know I’ll miss it… From the cinnamon rolls at Skt. Peder’s Bakery on Wednesdays to Tivoli, the amusement park in the center of town. I’ll even miss my commute to class everyday and the super efficient metro system. Once I get back to Memphis, I’m sure I’ll even miss the cold that I’ve become accustomed to, as I bake in the humid Memphis summer that will most certainly top 100 degrees. With that being said, I can count on one hand the number of days that I’ve had here where the weather has reached just 60. Those glimpses of beautiful weather, however, male me wonder what this amazing place would be like in the summer, and I now undoubtedly think I will return to Copenhagen at some point again in my life, hopefully during the summer this time. It’s been an absolutely life changing semester, and I cannot imagine having done anything differently than spend a semester here, and for that I’m an incredibly thankful.