It is very common to experience a feeling of overwhelm and sadness when one chapter ends, and another one begins. I remember feeling that way on the last day of school every single year. Something about knowing this is the LAST time you will be in that space, with certain people, at this age. I felt this way about the end of a school year, each time we moved houses, every time we left a family vacation and mostly when I went to and then finished college.
Maybe you remember feeling this way at a graduation? Or when you moved out of your parents’ house for the first time. There is uncertainty in change, and that is where the fear lies.
After college a lot of my friends decided to move to new states. I stayed behind to attend graduate college near my grandmother – and I am so glad I did because those were the last years of her life_. Also, I felt comfortable and safe just one hour from my hometown.
Even in my feelings of comfort, I felt curious about and oftentimes envious of my friends who had the courage to move to places like LA, NY, Texas etc.
Here I am, a few years later standing on my own two feet in a new state. Colorado could not be more different from Florida, and I do feel very far away. I traded a small town for living downtown in a big city. I traded the beach for the mountains and I am very proud of myself for getting out of my comfort zone and for trying something new.
I love the newness, the excitement but it does not come without a lot of thinking about “did I do the right thing”? “Am I where I am supposed to be? Life is truly about the journey, and I do not know where it will take me but I am trying to embrace the transition.