…And here I am talking about change. Often when we speak with others about change- family, friends, therapists, etc. -the listener inquires “Is this a good change or a bad change?”. I also used to subscribe to the idea of change as black-and-white thing in life. After some thought, however, I truly believe that change is just… change. It’s a necessary “thing” in life that everyone must go through when they’re on their own life’s journey. Sometimes it isn’t pleasant, and at the same time, it may not be unpleasant but rather a distinct circumstance that comes from making your own choices and decisions along the way.

Despite change being a very gray thing, you can still either love it or hate it. For me, I believe I used to hate change because once upon a time change always involved some horrible, adjacent catastrophe or fall out or major uncertainty that tainted the idea of looking forward to said change. Now, I roll with the punches. I feel my feelings, sit with them, I bitch, I moan, and then- I simply accept the change. One thing I have learned is that it can be quite unhealthy to dwell or harbor on something without being solution-oriented, or at least, trying to see the positive in something.

While my life over the last five-ish years has involved significant change (I’ll be back soon to share more updates), going with the flow and allowing myself to only control what I can has significantly positively affected the impact of change. I am looking forward to, well, moving forward and through this next phase of life- the dreaded middle ages (!). Since you are here reading this, I hope that you follow along for the ride. ‘Cause lemme tell you, 34 is the new 24- I love it here.