Today I am starting the process of packing my life away, again, into boxes to create a new home for at least a year in my young existence. It is very exciting and fun but at the same moment, I feel myself transforming into a six year old who can not comprehend the meaning of change.
Having to throw away things that I once used to treasure seems unsettling to me. Old photographs that you find in the corner of a dusty desk drawer. Something that you may have looked at everyday for a year and smiled and yet now holds only memories hidden away to be forgotten. Change can be difficult, but I am doing my absolute best to embrace it. To spread my arms out wide and free fall into what life has in store for me next. But, if I'm being completely honest with myself, sometimes, you just want to mourn some of the things you may have lost. An old boyfriend, a dog, a friend, even a pair of jeans that got too worn and torn to be seen in public. No matter what it is, I feel that taking the time to let go of whatever it is you have grown past is so critically important to move on and into the future fully.
So, before I start taping up all those boxes and begin carrying them to the moving truck, I think I'll just sit and cherish my old trinkets and memories for a few more minutes until I throw them away and move on to the next stage where there are new loves and memories ready to open up before me like a blossoming flower in the sunlight of a new day.
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