September is here. Leaves are dying and crunching under my feet, the nights are longer, the nasty cold is a minuscule bug floating through the air and has infected not only me, but three of my friends, and my dad. Summer’s almost gone, and everyone is waiting for their new routine to kick in. Maybe it’s moving up in school, college, university, a career. Either way, things are changing. Some find it scary. I, however, could not be more excited.
I have a habit annually around this time to look back on my life a year ago and just sort of.. comprehend what has actually changed. Romantically, platonically, geographically, physically, mentally. Not once have I ever been left un-amazed by the weight of it all. This time last year I didn’t talk to one of my current best friends, I didn’t know if I was going to Uni, I didn’t feel at peace with my body and I didn’t really understand what I wanted in life. I am by no means suggesting that I have it all sorted out now, but I am on the way. Some changes have made things worse than they were- but God, some have made life a lot better. Some are still healing, and some are just waiting to happen. Changes are necessary. They are unstoppable, and they are scary.
If you are scared about what is to come, my best advice is to stop thinking about it, if you are in burning anticipation for what is to come, likewise- stop thinking about it. Change will come at its own special pace. It does not revolve around your mental awareness or permission. This is a necessary understanding that I until today was totally not getting the grips of.
Nothing about you needs to change if you don’t want it to, but environments have a cycle to play out, others may have changes to go through- and this is going to impact your life. However, you have made it this far. With so many changes in your past, and you can be sure that no matter how dramatic or scary things in the future could be, you can make it through them and adjust to anything.
If someone had given me this advice after my mother’s passing almost ten years ago, I would have taken it with more than just a pinch of salt. I probably would have taken it with at least a bowl of the stuff. However, the advice still stands in retrospect. I adjusted, I pulled through, and now for the first time ever I can sort of say I know what I’m doing (almost).
We will all be fine, changes are reality, but we are all made of dreams, and those dreams can beat whatever life throws at us.