Some bridges burned, some pages turned.
There's been some things that I regret, some words I wish had gone unsaid, some starts that had some bitter endings, been some bad times I've been through, there's damage I cannot undo, some things I wish I could do all over again, but it doesn't really matter, life gets that much harder, and it makes you that much stronger,
There have been many lessons learned in my almost 28 years of existence. Thanks mom and dad and I guess the now thousands of people I have met and known in my lifetime. It's difficult to travel to "the end of the world" and not be a bit reflective. It did spark that old "hey Meg, lets get out of here" feeling that I have become familiar with in my lifetime. Now I am restless, now waking up in Santiago and taking the bus to work has lost some of it's spark.
There is something to be said of familiarity. We crave it and then we hate it constantly in our lives. There is a transition time that many have no idea what to do with. There is a time in your life when everything is new, a new job, a new friend, a new class, a new city, whatever it is, it's new and it's exciting and everything makes you feel good. Then TRANSITION, then familiarity. The transition is never smooth from new to old. Familiarity is good for many, they know what tomorrow will hold, they know where the best restaurant in town is, where to buy the cheapest and best pastry, who to call for which kind of night is needed, its good, its life, it's what most of us crave without knowing it. It's family, it's friends, it's our significant others, it's our neighborhood, our place to call home.
But the transition never sits well, this part where it's not new and it's not familiar. What now? Run or stay? There are always two sides to every story and as of late, I have become better at following my gut. Does that mean I know what to do next, of course not. But this part, this transition can be opportunity as well. Learning to let go, this has been my lesson in the last two years, whether I was "blessed" with this trait or not...I have a vivid memory and an uncanning ability to forget the bad (be it people, places, experiences) and just be happy. Yet a curse in many ways, I forget why I didn't like something or someone almost moments later, and bam I am back where I started. Be it a location, a time in life, a week of vacation or someone that I shared a piece of me with. So lessons learned. I am learning to let the wave take me, but I was born trying to control the direction I would go. Learn to let go. It's not something that comes easy to me.
Time passes and yet stands still at the same time. I am a different person than I was a year ago. I am not sure that I would even recognize me before moving to Chile. This is the reason we step out of our comfort zone though, to grow and change in ways that are only possible with jumping into the unknown. I guess the moral is for now, instead of worrying about my transition time, to reflect on how far life has taken me in the last 7 months and to spend more time listening, and less time planning.
Some pages turned, some bridges burned, but there were, lessons learned.
There have been many lessons learned in my almost 28 years of existence. Thanks mom and dad and I guess the now thousands of people I have met and known in my lifetime. It's difficult to travel to "the end of the world" and not be a bit reflective. It did spark that old "hey Meg, lets get out of here" feeling that I have become familiar with in my lifetime. Now I am restless, now waking up in Santiago and taking the bus to work has lost some of it's spark.
There is something to be said of familiarity. We crave it and then we hate it constantly in our lives. There is a transition time that many have no idea what to do with. There is a time in your life when everything is new, a new job, a new friend, a new class, a new city, whatever it is, it's new and it's exciting and everything makes you feel good. Then TRANSITION, then familiarity. The transition is never smooth from new to old. Familiarity is good for many, they know what tomorrow will hold, they know where the best restaurant in town is, where to buy the cheapest and best pastry, who to call for which kind of night is needed, its good, its life, it's what most of us crave without knowing it. It's family, it's friends, it's our significant others, it's our neighborhood, our place to call home.
But the transition never sits well, this part where it's not new and it's not familiar. What now? Run or stay? There are always two sides to every story and as of late, I have become better at following my gut. Does that mean I know what to do next, of course not. But this part, this transition can be opportunity as well. Learning to let go, this has been my lesson in the last two years, whether I was "blessed" with this trait or not...I have a vivid memory and an uncanning ability to forget the bad (be it people, places, experiences) and just be happy. Yet a curse in many ways, I forget why I didn't like something or someone almost moments later, and bam I am back where I started. Be it a location, a time in life, a week of vacation or someone that I shared a piece of me with. So lessons learned. I am learning to let the wave take me, but I was born trying to control the direction I would go. Learn to let go. It's not something that comes easy to me.
Time passes and yet stands still at the same time. I am a different person than I was a year ago. I am not sure that I would even recognize me before moving to Chile. This is the reason we step out of our comfort zone though, to grow and change in ways that are only possible with jumping into the unknown. I guess the moral is for now, instead of worrying about my transition time, to reflect on how far life has taken me in the last 7 months and to spend more time listening, and less time planning.
The past can't be rewritten, You get the life you're given.
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