Change! No, I'm not referring to Obama's "Change" or the 5lbs of change weighing down my purse everyday....I'm talking about the changes of life, the life of changing. We see, we know, we understand that things change, we as people change, the environment around us change, life changes. Whether or not we acknowledge these changes and accept them or disregard them is each owns individual choice, but we can't hide from it. As a child I easily accepted change in my life, when I was 6 my life changed from being an only child to being a big sister to my younger brother Nick, shortly there after I started school, made friends, lost friends, won games, lost games. The changes I experienced were rather easy. I lived in the same house my entire child and young adulthood, my group of friends didn't change much, everything gradually changed, but was never overwhelming. It was not until 2 1/2 years ago that a wave of change rolled out a new life for me. I had become a real adult, had a real adult job, met a man who has completely changed my life into something truly amazing, got engaged, got married, and now, now we are moving. The time has come to move away from my family and friends, to leave the small beautiful town I grew up in, and start a new life, a new family of my own, and make new friends. This is a change that comes easily for Jason, after all he has spent his entire life moving from city to city every few years, making new friends and a new life for himself. As for myself, I am terrified, excited, but terrified. If it wasn't for Jason I don't know if I could handle this move so well. He is the super glue that is holding me together for these last few weeks of our life here. His love, confidence, and outlook on our new life keeps a positive light inside me. But still, things will change...
I looked over my calendar this morning, counting the number of days I have left at the college (17 work days, 15 if you don't count the 2 work days I'm taking off this week, and 23 if you count the weekends), counting the number of days since we got married (297!!), counting the days until we search for a new house (2), counting the number of days till we make my first trip to Texas to see Jason's best friends (58!), and then realizing shortly after we hit our 1 year anniversary. In 68 days we will be celebrating our 1st year of marriage. WHAT?!?! Holy Guacamole!! And what's even crazier....at that point we will begin trying for a baby...which then brings up the fact that a year from now, if we do get pregnant right away I could be holding a sweet baby in my arms. Someone pinch me please!! I'm riding the unstoppable train of change! I think I need a cocktail!
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