I've always hated transition periods. You know those times when you know everything is going to change, when you've quit life as it used to be, but you still have to wait a bit of time before you can settle into new life? I've always hated that. And now I'm a couple of weeks (of over three months, if you count it that way) through a transition period that is going to last another 40 days. I'm living alone, attending a singles ward that I've been to once and will be going two, maybe three more times. So, I've mostly checked out of single life, but married life is still a ways out. I awkwardly got hit on by an awkward guy in this new ward in front of my future husband... and that guy continued to ask if boy and I are related, because we look "just like brother and sister." A lot of my friends have recently gotten married, with two weddings fast approaching... before my own can occur. That's a huge transition accompanied with an already quite long transition period.
In addition, most of my high school friends (and many of my college friends) all have recently posted their graduation albums on facebook. I have seven credits left. Seven. Almost there.... and still, 7 months out. Then it's off to find a job, figure out career plans, start getting ready for the future, for real life.
Gulp. Change is weird. And transitory periods are bizarre. On another note, here is a video with which I'm a bit obsessed.
Dear Mom. I sure like posts about transitions. But I like you more =)
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