Live the high life! Minimize your expectations and standards.
There are always just things you can count on being there, things that supercede all those amorphic notions of daily life just as a static and non-changing being. You'll wake up in the morning, generally feeling that no matter what change is happening around you, you can depend on something keeping some form of normalcy.
And so, a few days ago my Dad told me that he was selling the house, something he says he should have done a long time ago. With my sister well on her own, me well on my way towards that same door out, and other things happening at home, it was something that was logical and inevitable. It makes sense to me, sure, and I'm more than willing to just accept it as something that would be better for the family. So a large part of my winter break will be spent packing 20 years memories in boxes for later reminiscing, to some final destination that's still relatively ambiguous. The intermediary will be New Jersey, and beyond that I don't know.
What makes it interesting to me is that suddenly every opportunity I get to see people that I don't often see other than during breaks, becomes quickly more significant. Sure, I'm still in Boston, still in Massachusetts, but the perspective on breaks are a bit different now. In the end, I'm not really afraid of the change, but complacent and intrigued by the speed that things are catching up with us as we all move along.
Feel free to give me a call sometime if you fall into the group that I don't see often enough - I'll make time if I don't have any.
And so, a few days ago my Dad told me that he was selling the house, something he says he should have done a long time ago. With my sister well on her own, me well on my way towards that same door out, and other things happening at home, it was something that was logical and inevitable. It makes sense to me, sure, and I'm more than willing to just accept it as something that would be better for the family. So a large part of my winter break will be spent packing 20 years memories in boxes for later reminiscing, to some final destination that's still relatively ambiguous. The intermediary will be New Jersey, and beyond that I don't know.
What makes it interesting to me is that suddenly every opportunity I get to see people that I don't often see other than during breaks, becomes quickly more significant. Sure, I'm still in Boston, still in Massachusetts, but the perspective on breaks are a bit different now. In the end, I'm not really afraid of the change, but complacent and intrigued by the speed that things are catching up with us as we all move along.
Feel free to give me a call sometime if you fall into the group that I don't see often enough - I'll make time if I don't have any.