End of the journey (or maybe just the beginning) – LAST post

 

Break every bone in my body but not my heart, bones can heal but my heart can’t.

My experience on exchange has been crazy, adventurous, epic and full of surprises, laughter, tears and love. I feel that at the end of my journey my entire body and soul aches, in particular my heart. My heart has been shattered in millions of pieces, some Belgian, others French, Italian, Spanish, Canadian, French Canadian, Greek Chinese, Taiwanese, Swiss, Polish, Swedish, Rumanian, German, Czech, Turkish, Moroccan, Luxembourgish, Indian, American… Each piece represents the people I’ve met, the laughs I’ve had, the people who touched me, the tears I’ve shed laughing or crying and most importantly they represent my life as an exchange student in Belgium at the Université Libre de Bruxelles. This experience has been life changing and I would recommend it to every student.  It is true that when I first got accepted to go an exchange I was happy and scared at the same time, however, as it turned out dear Belgium “if I never met you, I wouldn’t like you. If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t love you. If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t miss you. But I did, I do, and I will”.

There aren’t enough words or space in this post for me to summarize my exchange, but below on the left is the red hat I got at my first ULB event, Nocturne – see post Trip to Bruges, filled with signatures and my bedroom wall covered with postcards and bus tickets from around the world, pictures that make me smile, motivational sentences and other memories.

My Bedroom Wall

As Dr Seuss said: “Don’t cry because it’s over, cry because it happened.” I am not looking forward to the POST-ERASMUS DEPRESSION, but I hope our encounter means as much to you as it does to me and I hope that in the near future our paths will meet again, and if we do I will recognize you, your beautiful face and your smile because ONCE AN ERASMUS, ALWAYS AN ERASMUS.

I would thank you from the bottom of my heart Exchange Students, Erasmus students, ULB Express Students and other students and people, “but for you my heart has no bottom”.

I’m not going to say “goodbye” but rather au revoir (goodbye in French is “see you again”) mes chers amis,

With love, yours always

xx Nazanin

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