“You never really leave a place or person you love, part of them you take with you ,leaving a part of yourself behind.”

Jan 18th: After doing some last minute packing in the morning, we set off for the airport, two large bags in hand and two cars full of friends and family. As excited as I was, it was really difficult leaving behind my mom, sister, and all my friends. I think I made it about five minutes before I burst into tears in the security line. After a long day of being on the plane and hanging out in the Chicago airport, we finally made it to D.C. where Faith Klein, my grandmother’s friend, picked us up. We drove home, ate a bowl of soup, and then fell asleep shortly after.