K so I am back to my old hometown/camp where I grew up since I was 8 months old. I've know everyone for the longest time and when I left for college 4 months and 6 days ago, I could have cared less if I saw them ever again. I'm not saying that ALL those feelings have changed, as a matter of fact, I don't miss most of the people here. But I do miss the people I worked with and the good times that we had. I went up to my old work to see my co-workers and we talked about the new and the old and I have found that nothing has changed. They still keep (and update) the list of "quotes and happenings" that I made when I worked there; still don't have a set schedule; still are underpaid and overworked. I cannot express how much I really don't like working there, but seeing all my friends and close co-workers made me happy. I have worked there for 5 years (yes, since I was 14) and only one other person there has been there longer than me. I miss those good times that we all had together. If it weren't for the laughs and encouragement and sessions of venting during break and washing tables, I don't think I would have gotten through that past year of work. Despite the injustice and what not, I do miss working with those lovely people. I have a lot of good memories with them and I am thankful for that.
I am also thankful for the good times I had at my old high school. Those who know me know that I both loved and disliked high school. There were, again, good and bad times. I don't miss most of the people there, but I do miss the good memories of the things we did together--especially my drama class from senior year. Those kids were like my children and I loved everyone of them. I miss them all and everything we did. Though I can't go back to that like I can go back to my work, I will always cherish it.
I am also thankful for the good memories of the present. I know they can't really be considered "memories" if they are in the present, but I really do love them. Everything about Westmont has been awesome. I couldn't always see that when I was going through hard times, but I was thinking about them yesterday and it made me laugh actually. I don't miss the bad parts and neither do I look forward to the bad that will come (cuz let's face it, life can't be all happy times), but in the end, it turned out ok and I know that the bad to come will also turn out ok. The good parts of Westmont has definitely overruled the bad and I love it sooo much! I love all the memories and I look forward for the ones to come.
I know that when I get on these rants, it can be confusing sometimes cuz I don't always think about what I'm writing and I just type out whatever is in my head, so basically what I mean to say is that I love my life, especially the part starting at Westmont and I love remembering good times (and in the end, good times can be the bad times). I am very thankful for what God has placed in my life.
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