I Was 19 Years Old
I'd met and fallen in love with someone who lived on the West Coast; I lived in New England. We communicated by letter and e-mail and phone for a while, then he came out to visit me, and a few months later, I went out to visit him. A couple months after THAT, I packed up all my things and flew across the country. It was one of the scariest and most exciting things I've ever done.
12 1/2 years later, we've long since broken up, but we're still very good friends, and I have no regrets.