Posts Tagged ‘leaving home’

Closing Doors and Chasing Opportunities

I went to the dentist this morning. Going against all odds, the dentist and his technicians were all very kind. It wasn’t a pleasant experience, but it wasn’t awful, either. Anyway, when I got home, for some reason I went into my childhood bedroom even though I’ve been staying in the playroom for the past 3 weeks.

All of my belongings are haphazardly packed and stored in boxes throughout the house, but my room is not empty. Worse– it’s already turned into someone else’s room. My 15-year-old brother is a room thief.

The walls, which two of my best friends helped me paint one summer, are still the same color as a Tiffany’s box. The waterbed that my mom gave to me is still in the room, freaking people out when they sit on it expecting a solid surface. The crazy picture of my entire senior class still hangs behind the door, even though I haven’t talked to 90% of those people in 4 years.

My high school friends would think I still slept there every night, if I had suddenly picked up a habit of wearing men’s clothes and a size 14 shoe.

I love my brother, but I’m half-heartedly mad at him for making me realize that I’ll never sleep in that room again. It’s time to grow up and leave behind my childhood home for good.

Tomorrow afternoon, I leave for D.C. So closes one door and opens another, as the cliche goes. It’s times like these when I wish life were more like those books we read as kids where you had three options and you could pick what happened to the main characters.

Because, right now, I have no idea what the next 12 months will bring. There are a myriad of emotions running through me as I write this, but I’m overwhelmingly calm. While it came close today, it still hasn’t hit me that I’m moving away and starting over all on my own.

Or maybe it has, and I’m not as upset as I thought I would be because I’m mesmerized by all the opportunities I’m bound to encounter.

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