As I am writing this piece, I am listening to Yanni Live at the Acropolis. I used to listen to this record nonstop when I was in high school, ready to graduate and go off to college into the great unknown. It was a scary time of my life, not unlike now.
I was a seventeen-year-old in Honduras, about to relocate to Ithaca College in upstate New York. I had never seen snow before, and I was so excited yet terrified at the same time. For some reason, Yanni’s music touched my spirit, inspired me, and prepared me for what was coming, which was not easy. I had to learn to live alone and find my way, eventually graduating and working in New York City after college. I ultimately did it, loved it, and grew throughout it.