In light of having recently been invited to my 10 year high school reunion (😳), I decided to take a trip down memory lane by revisiting 2009, 18 year old Tirzah at her graduation. I had big dreams of travelling the world, but I had no idea how or when it would happen. Over the next 7 years I would experience a series of highs and lows that would make me doubt whether those dreams would ever become reality.
At 21 I applied for Emirates, and failed. I was devastated. The blow to my confidence was so severe that it would take me 4 years and God’s divine intervention through people and places to push me towards trying again.
At 25 I did just that. Not only did I succeed in achieving my goal of becoming a flight attendant, but it happened in such a way that that it seemed like the whole interview process was tailored for my success. The timing was perfect. I’ve since realized that at 21 I wouldn’t have had the courage and maturity to be able to handle what I’ve experienced in the last 3 years in Dubai.
Now, at (almost) 28, I’ve been been to nearly half the countries in the world. I’ve seen and experienced more than I could have ever possibly imagined. Though the journey hasn’t always been easy, I’ve become stronger, wiser, and more independent because of it all. What I’ve realized, especially in the last year, is that this is just the beginning. Becoming cabin crew was only the spark to an unquenchable wildfire of a dream that continues to burn.. and I can’t wait to see what the next 10 years holds. ✈️