Reblogged from julie911
we are the dreamers of dreams
So, this is my life.
And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad.
And I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
(Source: julie911, via quote-book)
two nights ago i looked on as a handful of my closest friends for the last 2 years stood before a room full of family, friends, and colleagues and received their Masters degrees in Counseling. i was proud, happy, and sad all in the same breaths.
the last two years of my graduate program have been fulfilling, insightful, difficult, stressful, anxiety-ridden, and downright unpleasant at times. however, the friends i have made, the stories we’ve shared, the paths we’ve walked, and the bonds we’ve formed are all irreplaceable.
the graduation ceremony has got me thinking about my own impending graduation in a little over 7 months from now..i am beyond ready. i’m ready to close this chapter of my life and start the next; albeit i don’t yet know what that entails. i want to run away, i want to stay grounded, i want to explore, motivate, encourage, and live my life. i can do that just about anywhere…the trick for me is finding that nice balance between simple living, passionate engagements in work and social areas, and exciting adventures and new experiences.
everything around me is changing, as it should be. i’m changing, too. life doesn’t stop for anyone. i’m prepared to keep seeking enjoyment in whatever forms it finds me. some days i have to remind myself to stop and enjoy the simple things that make me smile. i also have to remember to relish the moments i experience right then and there, because before i know what has happened, those moments are gone. whisked away in the form of a graduation, or a funeral, or a phone call that says “i got a job! i’m moving.”
i guess that’s all, for now.
just another reason in a long list of why i bought a house. no more renting. no upstairs, noisy neighbors. no bug people coming to spray poison around my dwelling. no worries about random people showing up wanting to come inside. no chickens on my water heater.
it’s been awhile.
everything i’ve learned about counseling has come from direct experience and literally one or two poignant sentences a professor has muttered here and there. textbooks: shit. classroom curricula: crap. theories & techniques: interesting but not practical.
i love what i do AND i can’t wait to see where this wild journey that is my life takes me.
(hoping for NM or AZ)
husband.
Hedi Slimane, Larry Bell, 2010
