*Jumping on this trend of writing a year end recap, as inspired by my fellow writers here at EA, I want to try and switch it up a bit and look right at the ambiguous space that has been left in front of me from the end of this past year
As 2013 comes to a close, so did several chapters of my life as well. One of the most notable things is I FINALLY slayed the beast that was my master’s degree. It took me 4 months longer than I was planning or hoping, countless hours more than I’d thought, with extra bumps along the way, and nearly throwing my dying laptop at a wall; but I finished it and submitted to my University.
Another major part of my life that has taken up the former 8 months of my life was the National Conference I had been working on with an incredible team of individuals across the country. Okay, so technically, this didn’t happen until after the New Year, but it ties in with the whole theme of things, trust me. With that, I’ve also decided I am going to give myself a bit of a break from the organization I’ve been working with for about 4 years now.
Now with all of those things wrapped up, I’m now sitting in my room, all moved back in with my parents, in my quiet city, and trying to figure out my next steps. Yup, I moved home with my parents again. Yup, I’m unemployed. Yup, I’m too poor to allow my wanderlust to grab my hand and lead me into the world.
Moving home somehow wasn’t as bad as I had made it up in my mind to be. My family has been very understanding about the new boundaries I need, and it’s about relearning how I fit in to the household dynamic again. My time in Toronto for the conference has challenged me about what I’m capable again, that I underestimate how far I can take myself, but I realize I also need to start somewhere, and learn what I can to take me to those places. And my wanderlust? It probably won’t go away for a lot of my life, but that wanderlust can take me to new discoveries within places close to me as well, if I let it.
This picture is one I found wandering around Toronto when I had some extra time before lunch with a good friend.
I probably stood there on that cold sidewalk for a good 5 minutes looking at the simple graffiti on that wall. (I disguised myself as being a tourist and was busy trying to decide what filter I was going to use on Instagram to not look like a crazy person). But I couldn’t help but be moved by this simple piece of art, and it made me start thinking about my life and past year. And the first thought that came to mind when reading those words was, “I hope I have changed”. I hope that I am always going to change, and become a better person; to come closer to being that person I want to be.
These words left me proud and hopeful. It reminded me that through these ambiguous times I’ve struggled with, I’ve learned to change and adapt. More importantly, I will continue to do so with the next few chapters of ambiguity that are undoubtedly going to come.