The girl is going away. And she is leaving alot behind.
The girl leaves behind her pretty clothes begging to meet other pretty clothes. Her shoes left on the rack itching to be taken on walks. Her bed will spend lonely nights without a warm embrace. New books bought will have pages unturned for a long long time.
So the girl thinks, I am leaving so much behind.
The girl has family. Family who urges her to go out and let loose - she deserved it. The needy one made herself independent. The uninvolved one sent a message or two of concern. The busy one made time, lots of time. And the doting one - is her usual doting self. The girl knows her family has given up alot for her to go on this trip. All the time, money, freedom she finds herself having, she robbed it off them. The girl has the Wongies.
The girl has friends. The ones who have travelled the same road shared their own adventures and lessons, they wished only the fortunes of their adventures and not the misfalls to fall upon the girl. The ones who havent are immensely envious but they know the time and adventure belongs to the girl this time - they will one day have their own. The girl has her lovely lovely homies.
The girl has GOD. God made this trip possible. He gave the girl France. He gave her a healthy mother. He gave her money. He gave her courage. And now? Now God gives the girl the world.
So the girl is packing. She has but 30kg of luggage and a few thousand in her bank. She thinks she is bringing so little over but as she writes this she knows, she has alot.
Really, what more could a girl want?