Lately I’d been giving a lot of thought to what’s been going on in my life. Recently, I’ve had a lot of change going on in my life and a lot of experiences you would call “lasts:”
Last day at an old job.
Last day in an old apartment.
Last moment of friendship.
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Those got me thinking, and dwelling on the past. It’s a weird place to be, when you’re lost in the see of last. Then a friend reminded me: “Having something which is a last means you get to have something else which is a first.” So I’ve been concentrating on that lately. First day at a new apartment, first day at a new job.
These things, I’m reminded, are not burdensome, but they are a chance to experience something new. I’ve been able to explore my new surroundings, at home and at work, make new friendships, shake off the craziness of a dead friendship. Things are looking up, home is starting to feel like home.
I’ve seen a lot of turmoil in the past few weeks, with myself and within my friends. It’s good to remember the past, but sometimes great to realize that when you do close a door, you get to see what’s outside that door, in the garden. 🙂