No one to see me off at the airport; no one to greet me when I arrive.
I was in the same situation once before, and had nothing but excitement for my upcoming adventure -- so why not now? Why should simply no longer having parents turn such excitement into despair? Even at this point, when I know I have a job and home of my own to go back to and I can actually visualize my situation, why is my heart such a weight in my chest?
This moment should be a highlight of my young life.
I want my highlights back.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
"I want you to know that in life you need to follow the path that will give you the most satisfaction and fulfillment. [...] I would rather see you have a short exciting life that is your own than spending 50 years at doing something unsatisfying. There is no value in an unhappy life."
From an e-mail from my Daddy