Click the picture to read more >> First post in the blog and few days until my departure, Madrid-Helsinki. I am a little scared and there's a mix of feelings at the moment but overall I am looking forward.

Leaving home was never this difficult. Leaving your small family it is never easy and especially if you’ve been seeing them almost every day for the past 25 years.
There is fear and suddenly you feel alone even though you have all the support you can get from them. You don’t want to disappoint them and all of a sudden…you realize the anxiety.

It’s a fresh new beginning, a new chapter in your life feeling lost and unsure but indeed you are brave. A new country, a new city, a new routine, responsibilities, formalities, everything it feels just way too much. Sometimes it feels like you just want to make it stop and wish that time would stop for a while, a few days before departure, just so you can digest everything it’s happening around you. But no, we all know that’s just impossible and no way it’s going to happen.

You pack. You’re packing your courage, your love and your hopes. You press them all together inside this bag you’re caring and holding all tight to your chest. You can’t lose it. Or you’d lose yourself.

Few days before you’re leaving you feel broken. It feels sad inside knowing you just found a parallel destiny with your little family. Unfortunately not the same one. It’s good, they say. You need change, challenges and bumps in life just to make it a little better. But nobody ever told you about this mix of feelings you would get once you’re decided to depart.

It’s hard. Worthy? That’s left to be seen. I miss them, even though I still have 3 days home before my departure to Helsinki… to be a new Helsinkian.

If there is something I am sure about, that is...how beautiful Helsinki is, no matter the season.