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As a teenager, I once asked my father during a heartfelt conversation what he envisioned for my future. He replied without hesitation: “All I want is for my children to be comfortable.”
Filled with youthful exuberance, I found the statement surprising. At the time, all I wanted to do was to be uncomfortable. I willingly threw myself into situations that pushed my boundaries and forced me to sink or swim. A higher-level math class intended only for math majors? Sure, let’s have some fun; how hard can it be? (Answer: hard enough that I had to take it pass/fail to save my GPA.)
But the ultimate way I threw myself into the deep end was through traveling alone.
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