I am so young. And yet sometimes I feel so old. It’s so
weird to think of everything that has come and gone. Family adventures, college
adventures, running adventures, love adventures. Each experience, changing you and
molding you, in a different way, for the next experience.
I don’t think I have ever been in a spot before, to see the
fluid changes life brings, and appreciate them in the way that I am in this
moment. I’ve always been looking at something else, not seeing the forest for
the trees. Seven months ago, I started nursing school. And in less than 5
months, I’ll be finished with nursing school. It’s just another drop in the
bucket, another experience to add to the list.
It’s like putting your hand in a stream, and feeling the
water flow through your fingers. It’s a tangible substance, but you cannot grab
it. It will slip through. You can cup some in your hands, but for a brief few
seconds.
I feel like I’m standing holding life in my hands, but for a
brief few seconds while I write these words. This full feeling. This sense of
calm reassurance, while I think about what has come and gone for myself, and
for my family.
Because everything is changing. Always changing. Fluid and
free.
What a beautiful gift, our minds, to preserve the people and
places and experiences we love the most.
So we can pause, and remember and love, amidst the change.
