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Things have been good lately, but an old friend voiced to me today what I just realized myself about 3 days ago. He said, "You're bored, aren't you?" We were having a wonderful, light-hearted conversation and I couldn't believe that he read me that quickly. This time off of school has been wonderful, and I am especially grateful that I have been able to connect with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society so that I have 2 big things to work toward: running a marathon and raising money for a cause I really believe in. Those are 2 amazing opportunities. I'm also incredibly fulfilled doing colorguard work and gearing my girls up for Florida and for the fall season, and of course I love being a child again a few days a week watching Ellie. I am consciously grateful for all these things.
Its just funny how there still feels like there's something missing. I have enjoyed a healthy, balanced year so far with time for work, friends, and family...but I think I'm reaching that point where I am tiring of the norm. I either want to throw myself into school and feel like I am making progress towards becoming an MD or I want to go far, far away and have adventures. Either extreme would be fine,as long as I'm breaking away from the usual. As wonderful as a happy medium can be, its hard not to long for more. This is what my dad calls a character builder.
The best parts of this time have been the small surprises, the things I didn't anticipate. Singing songs with a new friend in whom I see myself, connecting for the first time with an old friend over milkshakes, losing myself in good books, thoroughly enjoying solitude--thriving in it, actually.... learning how to take pride in my accomplishments, writing down goals to make sure that I achieve them and knowing that I truly will, laughing loudly (I can't help it) and feeling my heart fill up when I make someone else laugh for real. Feeling loved and actively loving.
I can't wait for spring. Everything becomes poetry.
Its just funny how there still feels like there's something missing. I have enjoyed a healthy, balanced year so far with time for work, friends, and family...but I think I'm reaching that point where I am tiring of the norm. I either want to throw myself into school and feel like I am making progress towards becoming an MD or I want to go far, far away and have adventures. Either extreme would be fine,as long as I'm breaking away from the usual. As wonderful as a happy medium can be, its hard not to long for more. This is what my dad calls a character builder.
The best parts of this time have been the small surprises, the things I didn't anticipate. Singing songs with a new friend in whom I see myself, connecting for the first time with an old friend over milkshakes, losing myself in good books, thoroughly enjoying solitude--thriving in it, actually.... learning how to take pride in my accomplishments, writing down goals to make sure that I achieve them and knowing that I truly will, laughing loudly (I can't help it) and feeling my heart fill up when I make someone else laugh for real. Feeling loved and actively loving.
I can't wait for spring. Everything becomes poetry.