So today I started going through boxes of stuff from when I was younger. I felt like I was drowning in my childhood and I realized that I have had an amazing life full of amazing people who really care about me. That is a great feeling. Sometimes I forget about all the support I rely on from these people and especially with moving away I feel kindof alone. But I know that I always have them.
It is an emotional time for me right now. I am excited, anxious, overwhelmed, scared and nervous all at the same time. At times I don’t really know how to deal with it all. Part of me wants to retreat into the “moment”, but then another part of me wants to continually prepare myself for the next thing. I know going to NY will be another step in my evolution…but today I am feeling a little unsure, a little unsafe, and a lot nostalgic.
I told Matt the other day, “just say this is what I am supposed to do, and I am doing it”…maybe I should take my own advice…
I’ve found that to be easier said then done.