So last night we rang in 2014, and we brought 2013 to a peaceful close. It’s another one for the books, it seems. The time is running so fast that sometimes I feel like I can’t keep up. Maybe it’s just because I’m deathly out of shape and can’t run as fast as I used to [but then again, when was I ever able to run fast? umm…]
Here we are, at the beginning of a new year. Here we are with a brand new blog post to kick off the year.
In retrospect, 2013 was an interesting year. Some people say lucky 13, some people say unlucky 13. I am torn, perfectly parted halfway down the middle. There were high points and low points, but as the saying goes, there really is no rainbow without the rain.
I ran into major roadblocks this year, lost people that I loved, and lost myself to many of these roadblocks. The biggest loss for me was the loss of my grandmother. Cancer is vicious and this is the first time that it touched me this personally. I take comfort in knowing that God is taking care of her, and that my grandmother is resting in peace with no pain or sorrow.
2013 was a year of learning, however. I learned a lot about myself, what my limitations were, what I was looking for in a potential relationship and how I worked. I also learned that I, myself, am still a major work in progress. The amount of mistakes that I made will hopefully never be remade this year and in the years to come.
There are so many things that are so exciting with this new year, and to be completely honest, I have been waiting for this moment. Now that it has actually come, I wish time would just slow down that I can carefully enjoy every moment, capture all the memories and store them away for future use.
With 2014 comes the looming cloud of graduation. This concept of moving on from a life that I have known for the past 13 years and becoming a quote unquote “adult” in the quote unquote “real world” is quite frightening. This is all people ask me nowadays – “Where are you going after high school?” “What do you want to do in university?” “What is your future career going to be?” “What are you going to do with your life?”
Honestly? How am I supposed to know?
The idea that we should all have the next 65+ years of our lives all planned out to a T is completely absurd. I’m not afraid of the change, but at the same time, maybe I am. Maybe this whole graduation thing is not what it is all cracked up to be.
Fortunately or unfortunately, we do not really have a choice. Time will pass whether we want it to or not, and in the blink of an eye we will find ourselves wearing long gowns, awkwardly shaped hats and marching across the stage in front of the people that raised us, that taught us, that cared for us.
Maybe this is for the best.
“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. ” – Anatole France