(My life has witnessed so many changes since the start of this year that I decided to make a mini-series about this topic on this blog. So from time to time, I will be writing about these changes just to keep track of all the blessings they bring and to take note also of the adjustments I have to make along the way. This is inspired by a realisation on my way to work at the beginning of July— the second half of this year — that 2013 has been an eventful, life changing year for me)
Because of my new work and all the other things going on in my life, I haven’t had much time to hang out with good friends. And if you know me and my lifestyle, this qualifies as tragic. Aside from one balikbayan friend, the only other friends I’ve seen the past months were those who attended the same meetings i attended. I know. It’s that bad.
Which is not to say that I’m not enjoying my life now. I really do. It’s just that sometimes, I miss my court attorney days when leaving the office at 4:30 was the norm, and shopping after office was a given. And to be perfectly honest about it, were it not for my conviction that that was a dead end job for me, I never would have left.
Anyway, back to my point: I miss my friends. A lot of things are also going on in their lives, so it’s perfectly understandable why meeting up is such a major production these days. This is such a far cry from the time when we had dinner almost every night and we spent time almost every weekend. Now it feels like serious, grown-up concerns have taken over, and even when we do talk, it’s still all about these concerns. Last night, as I was texting with a friend, I realized how much her outlook has changed through the years. And it dawned on me that maybe that’s explained by the fact that she’s nearing 40, and no matter how many people say that it’s bound to be an awesome decade, it’s still terrifying when you cross that threshold. I’m almost there. And sometimes I wonder if it was a good idea in the first place to undergo all these lifestyle changes at this stage in my life.
I have high hopes, however, that when I’ve adjusted to my new way of life, I can more or less see my way through. There are days when I pine for the comforts of my old life, but there are also days (and they’re more often now) when I’m grateful for the risks I’ve taken. Because when you think about it, life has been good to me the past months. The only thing I have to start doing again is enjoy the journey and take my friends along with me.