So little time...
I'm winding down the last four weeks before leaving for Calgary! Things are looking up. I finaly got my letter of confirmation for transfer to Calgary Tower. James is handing in the letter with our rent application first thing tomorrow morning. Signed and co-signed with the rent deposit! woah. I'm slowly sifting through my things here at home deciding what to take, throw away and leave behind. I've only got ONE balikbayan box to fill and it's already half full. Clothes, pictures, books, blankets, baskets, 16 piece cookware set (thanks mom) frames, art supplies, stuffed toys(?), more books, glassware, cheese knife and tray set, fondu set(?), etc... One box.
I'm going to a retreat on June 10th before I leave. It'll offer some closure, clarity, much needed guidance and courage to keep on going. Leaving home is always tough but I can't be a bum forever. I told myself that last summer was it. Figure out what you want, what you don't want, what to do and just go.
One of my turning points last summer was sitting in Tom's car while he was rolling a fatty. He told me about a cooking show he was watching that reminded him of me. He said I should be a chef. I almost cried at the small gesture. It meant so much. I was trying to figure out what I wnated and if I could do it. figuring yourself out can get lonely sometimes. It was encouraging and comforting to be SEEN. I had a moment of self recognition. I saw potential in myself through his belief in me...even though he was high at the time =)
Three and a half weeks and I'm off again.
the next chapter begins.
I'm going to a retreat on June 10th before I leave. It'll offer some closure, clarity, much needed guidance and courage to keep on going. Leaving home is always tough but I can't be a bum forever. I told myself that last summer was it. Figure out what you want, what you don't want, what to do and just go.
One of my turning points last summer was sitting in Tom's car while he was rolling a fatty. He told me about a cooking show he was watching that reminded him of me. He said I should be a chef. I almost cried at the small gesture. It meant so much. I was trying to figure out what I wnated and if I could do it. figuring yourself out can get lonely sometimes. It was encouraging and comforting to be SEEN. I had a moment of self recognition. I saw potential in myself through his belief in me...even though he was high at the time =)
Three and a half weeks and I'm off again.
the next chapter begins.