Keep the Change

Becoming independent is not an easy thing. I know that many young adults are eager to break away from their parents as soon as possible, but then find themselves tossed on the seas of life (to use a hackneyed metaphor). I was blessed to have significant support and love from my family, but even that in itself makes it hard to break away. Honestly, it gets lonely at college, even with thousands of people around you. Sometimes I just don't want anything to change so I always have the "safety blanket" of familiarity.

Oh, change will happen whether or not I want it, but it would be nice to not have to worry about tomorrow--worry whether something will upset the balance and make me give up something I've had, something I've taken for granted. That old toy store jingle comes into my head: "I don't wanna grow up. I'm a Toys'R'Us kid!" But things which don't grow are, by definition, dead. I have to find a way to deal with change in a way that generates more of what I had.

And now that I think about it, even if I could make everything remain the same, it would slowly turn into some kind of twisted prison world because I couldn't make something bigger of myself. Better to plumb the depths unknown than never be able to realize my dreams and goals.