Change can be a very good or a very stressful thing. In this case it is a very good thing. I was getting ready to pack my bags and move when an intervention of sorts took place. A very good friend of mine made me sit down and fully look at my plan or lack there of. I didn't want to at all! I did a very complicated dance of avoidance and even threw in some tricky denial steps, and yet when all was said and done he was right. It wasn't time for me to move. I was dragging a horse to water and splashing water in its face and saying "look how much it's drinking!" Ya...sorry for the horrible metaphors today.
So I sat down and listened, not so much because I wanted to, but because I had made a promise to myself last year that I would truly listen to people when they gave me advice. I didn't have to follow it, but I really had to listen and ask myself if it was true for me. Surprisingly, everything he said was true for me. It actually made a lot more sense than my so called plan. I went home and slept on the idea of staying and then decided I should consult the toughest judges of all, my parents(they aren't really that tough, I have to say this because they might read this). I told them everyting my friend said and they nodded in agreement the whole time. Was I the only one who thought my plan was genius? So just to verify, I called my sister. She said she'd known for a while I wasn't ready, she was just waiting for me to figure it out too. Well, I took all this info and sat with it for a while. When I thought about staying and really putting my focus into the things I love I felt like this huge weight was lifted off me. That's when I knew it was the right decision.
So, Redding, hasn't seen the last of me yet. I better unpack my bags and put away the sunscreen. I'm trapped in paradise for a little longer. I really should be more upset about this.
Oh and if anyone asks why I'm not going to Arizona yet, just tell them I couldn't get FAFSA until the fall. That's my story, I expect you to back me up.
So I sat down and listened, not so much because I wanted to, but because I had made a promise to myself last year that I would truly listen to people when they gave me advice. I didn't have to follow it, but I really had to listen and ask myself if it was true for me. Surprisingly, everything he said was true for me. It actually made a lot more sense than my so called plan. I went home and slept on the idea of staying and then decided I should consult the toughest judges of all, my parents(they aren't really that tough, I have to say this because they might read this). I told them everyting my friend said and they nodded in agreement the whole time. Was I the only one who thought my plan was genius? So just to verify, I called my sister. She said she'd known for a while I wasn't ready, she was just waiting for me to figure it out too. Well, I took all this info and sat with it for a while. When I thought about staying and really putting my focus into the things I love I felt like this huge weight was lifted off me. That's when I knew it was the right decision.
So, Redding, hasn't seen the last of me yet. I better unpack my bags and put away the sunscreen. I'm trapped in paradise for a little longer. I really should be more upset about this.
Oh and if anyone asks why I'm not going to Arizona yet, just tell them I couldn't get FAFSA until the fall. That's my story, I expect you to back me up.
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