Change
Every once in awhile, I'm reminded of just how much life has changed. You don't always feel it. It doesn't always take your breath away suddenly. And it isn't always a tangible thing you can see. Not all at once anyway.
But, sometimes, you take a pause in your day and everything is different around you. You're not who you used to be. The characters around you have changed or have bowed out.
I work at my alma mater, where I graduated with my bachelor's degree. It's been three years since I received my diploma and walked across the stage with my closest pals.
Some days, it almost feels like two different worlds.
Other days, like today, it still feels within my reach and make my heart smile at the bittersweet memories.
I took a walk around campus with a couple coworkers this afternoon. We passed by the now vacant lot where our newspaper class once sat. I walked around to the park with twinkling lightbulbs, which have now burned out, and the spots I used to daydream.
Where I'd meet up with my friends. Where we'd talk about our boy problems. Our classes. Life after college and the safety bubble we were in.
You know, it's easy to become jaded to where you are in life.
Your job, your family, your friends, your experiences. The things that are just always there...Or at least the things you think will be.
But, in the moments when I pause, I see just how far I've come. How much I've grown. How the little pieces and seemingly mundane instances have all been weaving together for the greater good, and still are for the things I have yet to see.