I don't know how it happened.
I was in my room in Needham Massachusetts coming up with creative ways to procrastinate packing at three in the morning. I blinked and had this indescribably incredible dream; suddenly the calendar is telling me it's four months later, and I am procrastinating the dreaded packing again in Dublin. This time, though, I'm avoiding it because it makes my departure a reality. As soon as I see empty drawers and closet space, it is real.
All week I worked on my portfolio, the 27 page long analysis of my internship at Starcom. Handing that in today was epic. It was a huge relief; the work is done, but now, so is the adventure. The program hosted a delicious luncheon for us as a farewell, handed out our DCU sweatshirts, and little green teddy bears that say I <3 Ireland. It was so, so cute. I reluctantly handed back my bodhran, and quite delightedly gave back all of the textbooks. It really is over.
Yesterday at Starcom everyone was absolutely incredible. I am going to miss them so much, and they made me feel like I was going to be missed as well, which was huge for me. My main goal was to contribute something to the company, to leave it better than I found it, in whatever small way, and I feel like I did that. As a very generous leaving present, they got me a gorgeous Newbridge Silverware bracelet that I haven't taken off since, a box of sinfully delicious Butler's chocolates, and adorable business cards with the Starcom logo that say Eileen O'Hara, Media Intern. I will most definitely be handing those out to friends and family. We went out for drinks and said our goodbyes; I know they have temporary employees come and go, but this was my first real desk job, therefore quite memorable, and it was hard to say goodbye.
Let me think of what else I can say to put off the packing.
To be true to my melodramatic self, I must admit; I feel heartbroken. It has been the most incredible experience being here, and it actually hurts to think that I won't be living this life anymore. I know I am blessed to have an amazing family, friends, etc etc, and I wouldn't trade those for anything. I have a wonderful home. But a part of me feels like this is home too, and it always has. Who knows what the future brings. If I am so fortunate to grow old and retire someday, it will certainly be in Ireland. Hopefully a portion of my young life can be here as well.
For now, I have so much to look forward to when my plane lands, so that is what I'm trying to focus on. All of us that have become so close in the program are spending our last night packing and being together. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.
Now the only question is-- what do I do with my blog??