Some of us have been there before. We embark on a new journey that takes us away from home with no return date. We make promises and receive assurance that nothing will change regarding the different relationships we have in our life. But they do, they always do.
It’s a combination of distance and timing…of new hobbies and the desire to immerse yourself in a new culture.
Suddenly you realize you’ve gone a week without chatting and you can’t remember the last time you went longer than a day.
The things you once had in common become a distant memory as your lives take you in different directions.
You begin to question the change. Is this what you wanted? Is this what is supposed to happen? Does leaving your comfort zone also mean leaving behind the identity you held for the past decade?
You begin to grow uncomfortable and a little scared. You were thrust into this new way of life so quickly. At first, it was pure excitement with a side of apprehension at what was still to come.
But as the initial excitement and apprehension wears off, you find yourself feeling nostalgic. A part of you starts to realize that no matter how many guarantees you make, things will change.
Suddenly your conversations with friends back home become sporadic and filled with pleads to update one another on life’s happenings. It becomes too much to text but you realize you don’t have the time to sit down and Skype or call. Or maybe you just don’t make the time.
A part of you feels helpless as you witness the change happening, and the conversations happening less. You become a victim to the time and growth that changes us all.
But then one day you realize that no relationship will ever stay the same. No matter where you are on earth or where you will end up, each relationship you experience will evolve.
Time and distance can greatly affect the relationships we have. You may end up talking less or barely talking at all. But the shared laughs and memories made back home will never leave you.
So yes, it’s been a little rough being thousands of miles away from the only friends and family that I’ve known for most of my life. But at the end of the day… I know this is where I’m supposed to be.
Growth can be painful. Change can be painful. But neither of these is as painful as staying stuck somewhere that you don’t belong.