Wednesday, March 9, 2011

1 year, 6 months

I’ve been here now for a year and a half. It’s hard to believe that it has gone by as fast as it has. But at the same time it feels like I’ve been here such a long time, considering everything that has happened in that time.

It’s like I’ve lived a whole life again in 18 months. I started here in September 2009 as a baby again. And over a swift period of time I grew up on a fast track.

It’s similar to a baby animal who walks within minutes of birth. Who learns to take care of themselves within days of that. I had to quickly learn how to talk, eat, live, and work in a new place far from my home.

When I first began, and I was feeling like a baby again it was not the easiest pill to swallow. I had been an adult for five years at that point and I was used to living on my own and taking care of myself. I had to get used to depending heavily on other people.

I think after my first full year here I had become a grown woman again. I no longer faced many new surprises and I knew what to expect in my life. It brings a greater sense of control and therefore a stronger and more confident me.

Now with so much of this journey behind me and such little left I look forward to the rest of it with enthusiasm  and excitement.  The road behind me has given me the experience to fear nothing on the road ahead.