7.06.2015

Home is where the love is.



My initial plan for this post was to speak about how I just signed the lease to a new home and how bittersweet it feels to be moving on after a year in the real world, how the little details of my current apartment seem to speak to the peace in life that I am beginning to find, but events transpired and now that all seems so small in the grand scheme of life.

Family is everything to me, and today for a split second I thought that I had lost a part of myself. A false alarm, my heart skipping a beat and then falling back into rhythm. I realize all the time how lucky I am to have such an excellent support system, to have three people in my life that will have my back no matter what, and how fragile it seems, not only today, but all the time. How fragile life can be.

The more I grow the more I see how life is composed of a series of obstacles. It is how you adapt to change, the way that you compose yourself through the tough times, the way that you embrace the great times and the way that you are humbled by those breathtaking moments that pass that define who you are.

On the smaller scale, yes, moving away from my first real home in new york city after a unpredictable first year of my life in the real world is something that seems important in life right now. But on the larger scale, its one stepping stone in the pathway to life, and I like to think that my stride has grown this year.

Life is precious, hug a loved one.

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