I'm sure it has something to do with my age, my life choices, the changes that have occurred as of late, but I'm feeling a bit....lost. It's hard to describe really.
Adam and I early on made decisions that would seem unconventional to most, and we've always been ok with that...but lately I've been nervous. I know it has a lot to do with the lives of those around me. As much as I don't want to admit it, I'm influenced a great deal (probably too much) by those around me. It's not jealousy, or envy, but wonderment (is this even a word?!). What their life must be like?! Is it better than mine? Am I making the wrong decisions? Our lives seem so different than those of our close friends. They have houses, kids, and lives that seem so far out of reach to me. I truly understand that this is all a part of growing up, and maturing, but at times I feel like maybe I'm not growing up, even though I want to be, because I'm not making the same decisions as my friends.
And then I stop and think about these friends, and friendships, and the past and I become even more uneasy. I'm honestly having a hard time connecting the way I once did with the people in my life. And then I think, man, what did we talk about before houses, and jobs, and kids came into the picture?! And I pick up the phone to call someone and think, shit....I don't know what to say to this person...it's been so long! What sort of person have I become that I can't even talk to the friends that have so shaped my life? And really, what shape has my life taken?
I'm driving myself crazy.....and yet, I know that it all goes back to the uncertainty of moving, starting new, growing up: changing. I see so many around me with so many "things" and then on the rare occassions that I stop and take a step back I realize this: I too have so many "things"....and so many more "things" to look forward to. And I don't mean things as in stuff, I mean things as in experiences, changes, reasons that life is rich. And as I grow and embrace my life and the changes that are taking place I think my feelings of being lost will evolve as well. And the true friends I have will understand this, and help me to realize that a house, and children don't necessarily make maturity and perfection. Because honestly, I've never known perfection and I've never really wanted to be too mature:)
Ditto this post, except that we do have a house. Also, we were talking about you guys the other night at dinner. Do you remember that time shortly after we started dating the guys when one of us randomly happened to call the other, and we all just happened to be in Chicago that day? That's so going to happen some day again, except that it's going to be us just happening to retire next door to each other or something.
ReplyDeleteWe miss you guys.