The last week in Zwolle went by like a blur. Between packing, studying for exams, and trying to squeeze in every opportunity to spend time with my host family and the SPICE group I didn't have much time to think about the fact that I was leaving. I thought I was ready to come home until a couple days before I left. I was so excited to see my family and friends from the States, but I definitely wasn't ready to leave Zwolle for good. I wished it was just a summer break and that I'd come back in the fall again. The last couple days were so fun! I had the whole SPICE group over for a birthday party on Saturday and it was one of the last times the whole group was together. On Monday, Zwolle had their liberation day celebration...it was a whole day or free concerts with several food stands and clothing stands, it reminded me of a fair or carnival, it was very fun. They had 4 or 5 stages with different singers and DJs. All day we walked around and switched from stage to stage. That night we went to one of the SPICE students' house, Brianna, just to rest for a little while. Her dad offered to make us delicious fish and veggies with wine and stroopwaffle mcflurries for dessert. I was reminded again of how hospitable and kind the SPICE community was; not just my host family, but all of the host families were so generous and inviting. On Tuesday I finished my exams, did some last minute packing, and then went to the goodbye party with the entire SPICE group and our families. It was a good time to see everyone, but just a little overwhelming. I hate saying goodbyes, especially to people I was just getting close to and would most likely not see again. Afterwards I went out with several of the SPICE students and our Dutch friends. We were out until about 2 am, but it was the perfect last night in Zwolle of talking and dancing! Nothing can beat Dutch style dancing at the Joffer! Several students had said they were going to leave by midnight, but a heavy rainstorm hit around midnight and since no one wanted to ride their bike through it, the party lasted a couple hours longer :) The next morning my host parents got up with me at 3:30 am and brought me to the airport. This just shows how sacrificial they were. I always felt like part of the family and they even told me they considered me a daughter and when deciding what to do they would always think "What would we do for our daughter...'' Thinking back on the memories with them makes me miss them quite a bit.
The long plane ride gave me plenty of time to reflect on the semester and look over my pictures and journal entries. They brought back so many good memories, and made the fact that I was leaving Zwolle for good finally sink in. After the long travel day back to the States, my roommates picked me up in Omaha and took me out to dinner at the Cheesecake factory and shopping for graduation dresses at the mall. It felt like I'd only been gone for a short break/long weekend. My roommates and I picked up right where we'd left off sharing funny stories and catching up about each other's lives! The last weekend was so fun at school! It was difficult to see everyone again on Thursday, because I felt like we were back after summer, and then the next day everyone was leaving for the summer...this quick transition made the reality of being home and graduating sink in - it was a tough reality to swallow though. I was so excited about all I'd experienced in Europe and so excited to see everyone from Dordt, I didn't like all the changes happening so quickly.
Now that I'm home and with my family, I'm able to reflect more on my experience in The Netherlands. Everything seemed familiar at home, just slightly different. Little things like using bigger cups or forks than I was used to grabbed my attention. I have little reminders of Holland, especially living in Pella. Yesterday relatives who used to live in Holland visited and was able to serve this Dutch coffee time, it was so fun and a good reminder. I hope I can continue to be reminded on my amazing time in Europe and share stories with friends and family...I just hope they don't get sick of listening to me, because there are plenty of stories and memories to tell about!