Happiness is a warm gun.
Things have changed, drastically.
I was gone for almost 6 months and I came back to realize that not only I had changed, but so had the group of people that previously surrounded me.
Is it weird to say that I feel like we've all grown up a little bit? We've all seen life in a different way and it seems to beat to a new drum. We have all brought in new perspectives. Friends returned from Europe, Africa, Islands, etc., and we are all back together to take another year of college by the reigns.
It feels right.
I hadn't realized how unhappy I was until about a week before I left my job in California. I don't know how it happened, but it seemed to get the best of me. I suppose living on a mountain, not really having a 'Sabbath,' no beach for all of Spring/Summer, and other things may have had an impact. But the reality is I missed my home. I missed my freedom. I don't know that I missed 'Michigan,' but I missed going on random adventures with my friends. I missed volunteering at the local places. I missed lunch with Grandma. I missed variety.
I even missed college this year. And now I'm finally going back and the relief of being home seems to make me feel unstoppable. It may even be unsafe how much energy my move home has given me. It seems that almost any challenge is never too small and my youth has been reinstated.
Regardless of the changes I may have developed, and the changes of those around me, I'm glad a new chapter is beginning. Being a Student Missionary has been a blessing, but my mission is somewhere else. I'm not sure where, but I'm open for anything. There world is so big and I still have so much to see...
I was gone for almost 6 months and I came back to realize that not only I had changed, but so had the group of people that previously surrounded me.
Is it weird to say that I feel like we've all grown up a little bit? We've all seen life in a different way and it seems to beat to a new drum. We have all brought in new perspectives. Friends returned from Europe, Africa, Islands, etc., and we are all back together to take another year of college by the reigns.
It feels right.
I hadn't realized how unhappy I was until about a week before I left my job in California. I don't know how it happened, but it seemed to get the best of me. I suppose living on a mountain, not really having a 'Sabbath,' no beach for all of Spring/Summer, and other things may have had an impact. But the reality is I missed my home. I missed my freedom. I don't know that I missed 'Michigan,' but I missed going on random adventures with my friends. I missed volunteering at the local places. I missed lunch with Grandma. I missed variety.
I even missed college this year. And now I'm finally going back and the relief of being home seems to make me feel unstoppable. It may even be unsafe how much energy my move home has given me. It seems that almost any challenge is never too small and my youth has been reinstated.
Regardless of the changes I may have developed, and the changes of those around me, I'm glad a new chapter is beginning. Being a Student Missionary has been a blessing, but my mission is somewhere else. I'm not sure where, but I'm open for anything. There world is so big and I still have so much to see...
i like it!!!
ReplyDeleteWelcome home, and thank you for all your hard work at Wawona. I'm sure it is good to be back to your own routine and familiar things. Blessings in this year! (And that's an awesome quote!)
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