I've discovered that people grow apart. That's the life lesson, isn't it, the thing that we’re supposed to learn after 80 or 90 years? How to let go?
Interestingly, the people I’ve grown apart from tend to be the ones that lack the capacity for change, or the ones that abuse themselves and others. Or, we just live too far away. It's not that I didn't try, I assure you - often times the catalyst is quite unexpected. Happily, I've grown close to so many countless others! I’m under the impression that it’s important to learn from my mistakes, and use them to learn new skills and have fascinating journeys. I’m proud not to be the same person I was ten years ago, and although I may not take the same path given the chance, I don’t regret my choices along the way.
So here I am.
I’m in Seattle, a proud and well traveled graduate with a BS in Biochemistry (which I don’t use), an excellent job, a lovely house, a tight group of close friends, a fabulous husband and two cats (which only we can love). I have a better relationship with my parents than I could have hoped for, having been an awful teen. I have an amazing sister that I love watching come into her own as a level headed (if sometimes rash) young adult who enrolled herself in boarding school. I'm thinking of starting a business, and still trying to compile all of my thoughts - and pictures - from the past 16 months of wedding planning and Japan travel. I'm terribly excited!
Who will I be in another 10 years? Who will you be, and where will we stand?