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I went to Rome when I was a senior in college.  I was originally going to go with a small class, but due to some health issues I had to postpone my trip.  Amazingly enough my sister and brother(in-law) contacted the travel agency and organized a new itinerary of which they would accompany me on this excursion.  I can’t explain how life changing this trip was.  There was a lot of exploration and laughter, a lot of miles walked and even more memories.  I remember one night after eating we sat down under some gorgeous and historic architecture.  Just right there in the middle of the city.  Locals were walking by like it was no big deal.  That’s purely speculation of course, perhaps one day they had this same moment of awe, but this particular night they were indeed walking by like no big.  All I could do was sit there in awe and think about how insignificant I felt in that moment.  I was in this remarkable city, sitting beside these ancient ruins among all these people.  I was a little blurb in the world and in that moment I felt as tiny as I really was.  It was a feeling I had to shake because I felt so insignificant I couldn’t breathe. 

Evan and I drove down to see my family yesterday.  It was just one day, too quick to reach out to anyone.  I took Addi to walk on the beach with my nephew and sister after dinner.  Before we left I stared out at the Atlantic.  My eyes focused on the line of the horizon where the blue of the sky melted with the blue of the sea.  For a moment that same paltry feeling threatened to overwhelm me, until I decided to embrace it.  It can be intimidating, but at the same time you can reverse that thinking and remember that you are not alone in this world.      

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