Change
When I was a child, I switched schools often. My parent’s divorce led to me changing elementary schools four times and jr. high twice. It might have been a bit troublesome at times but to be completely honest I was okay with it. I’ve always embraced change. I saw moving to a different school as an opportunity to meet new people. An opportunity to be in a different environment. An opportunity to start fresh.
That’s why, as I sit here writing this post in my now empty room, I wonder why I’m having such a hard time letting go of my life here in San Diego. Maybe it’s that I’ve been here my entire adult life thus far, maybe it’s because I’ve held my jobs for a long time. Maybe I’ve forgotten what change was. For the first time in my life, I am not eager for something new.
Getting an English teaching job in Thailand is a dream come true. It is the beginning of the rest of my life. Since the day I accepted the position I learned a lot about myself. Here I was yearning to get out, eager to take the next step. What I didn’t realize is that in the meantime I had built a beautiful (albeit expensive) life here in San Diego. It soon occurred to me that there would be so many things I would not want to leave behind-and I feel that way still.
It is a feeling that I have never had to cope with in my life. I haven’t even left yet but I’m already homesick.
Homesick. So new to me.
Although it pains me to leave, I’m so thankful that I have some place to miss. A place where I feel a sense of belonging. So thank you, San Diego.
Thank you for the beautiful sunsets.
Thank you for all the friends.
Thank you for my wonderful students.
Thank you for those who shared music with me.
Thank you for colliding me with three of the most amazing people I will ever know.
