I have changed a lot of schools and have moved to many new places throughout my life, thanks to my father being in a transferable job. This instilled in me a natural love and excitement for new places. Any apprehensions I would ever have about moving would soon be replaced by the excitement that yet another adventure was waiting for me, as for me, moving to a totally new city and meeting new people was nothing short of a great adventure. I loved exploring the city and discovering its charms, and shifting into yet another house which we had to make our very own home was something which I loved. As I grew older, however, the nomadic life lost its fun; settling in a new city was not as exciting as it once seemed, it could never replace the loss of old friends and familiarity.
Soon however, the transfers became less frequent, and now I have been living in the place I call home for some 7 odd years.
Now , once again a time has come for me to move. To a whole new country, not just a new city or another state. This time it is going to be harder than it has ever been, because this is the first time when I will be going alone and not with my parents. People expect me to be excited and enthusiastic, and I try. But the feeling of losing all that is familiar to me takes over. The realization that I am an adult hits hard. This doesn't mean I am not looking forward to this new phase, one which will definitely be one of the most amazing years of my life. In two weeks, I will have everything I've always wanted as a child : the freedom to explore myself and the world, ability to make my own decisions and living my life the way I want to. Certainly, this is like a rite of passage into adulthood which everyone in this world has to go through at some point in their lives, to grow up into a well rounded individual. It is just hard to believe my time is already here!
Here's to the next one year, which is going to be one hell of a ride, with experiences to last a lifetime!
"The only thing that is constant is change."
Soon however, the transfers became less frequent, and now I have been living in the place I call home for some 7 odd years.
Now , once again a time has come for me to move. To a whole new country, not just a new city or another state. This time it is going to be harder than it has ever been, because this is the first time when I will be going alone and not with my parents. People expect me to be excited and enthusiastic, and I try. But the feeling of losing all that is familiar to me takes over. The realization that I am an adult hits hard. This doesn't mean I am not looking forward to this new phase, one which will definitely be one of the most amazing years of my life. In two weeks, I will have everything I've always wanted as a child : the freedom to explore myself and the world, ability to make my own decisions and living my life the way I want to. Certainly, this is like a rite of passage into adulthood which everyone in this world has to go through at some point in their lives, to grow up into a well rounded individual. It is just hard to believe my time is already here!
Here's to the next one year, which is going to be one hell of a ride, with experiences to last a lifetime!
"The only thing that is constant is change."
New places bring new opportunities...new experiences...and will prepare you to face the challenges that future has in store for you.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the life as it comes!!!