It's been a minute since I posted a blog. This blog will be penned (typed) at sea-level, not up in the air like the last one. And that's okay. It's a pretty grounding blog for me.
In case you haven't heard, I've landed a job at Halloween Horror Nights this year. That should be a blog post in and of itself, but alas. It's a pretty huge, awesome thing. And it sets into motion a lot of new things, like moving out. Haha, anyone who has spent five minutes with me the last few years KNOWS that's kind of been an overarching goal for me. And here it is finally coming to fruition.
It made me realize, wow, guys, we are all growing up.
As I stand on this precipice, I realize that many of my great friends are standing on their own precipices. Or, have already jumped headlong into a great change. And it makes me immensely proud and immensely strengthened.
My pal Heathery made a huge transition earlier this year, as she got married and moved an hour away from her home. And I couldn't be happier or more proud for her/of her. To successfully maneuver a change like this, you've got to want to do it. And you've got to be willing to work for it. She's got both of those down. Similarly, my Scaroline has been hired as a Spanish teacher and will be ringing wedding bells of her own next year.
I have a couple of super dear friends that are on the cusp of finally graduating from their respective programs. There's Kailee Bug who is finishing up her last class for her Bachelor's degree and then heading into a teaching career. And James Beattie who is finishing up his law enforcement program and becoming a cop, like he's wanted to do for a while now. I love these two. And I'm so glad that all of their dreaming, ambition, and hours are finally paying off. I also know, that for both of these great people, this is NOT the end of a road, it's just another stop on the ultimate journey. I know they'll continue to move forward. And be awesome at what they do.
I remember during my senior year how petrified I was of graduating. I was worried that I wouldn't get into a college, that I wouldn't survive in a college, that I wouldn't pick the right major, that my major would be a life sentence and all of these things. Fearing the unknown has always been an issue for me, obviously. But now, I feel more ready to do these things. I feel more confident and armed to keep moving forward. I'm also ready to go to new places and explore new things that may not be comfortable.
Is this what growing up is? Does this make one grown up? Or are you "grown up" when you get to this place? What place? This place: The place where you're trying to light different things on fire and examining how they burn? How is this different than the last? Is this better than the other? Did you enjoy that experience? Is this good for you now? I think so. And I feel like Fate just handed me a brand new matchbook. Time to light 'em up.
