Not too long ago I made a point to mark the three-year anniversary (if it can rightly be called as such) from when I left home to begin a two year mission.
Today though marks for me a much more significant anniversary. On July 21st, 2007 I returned from said mission. One year. The number is smaller, but the occasion carries a lot more weight.
My next few thoughts may sound negative, but I prefer to think of myself more as a realist. That weight sometimes feels like a ball and chain--just light enough to keep from hindering any progress, but heavy enough to remind me lest I forget that, when comparing the two years "on" with my now one year "off" lifestyle, the latter withers in terms of productivity and accomplishment. Before, everything I did was part of working towards a goal; but now, with several, less defined goals moving in waves around me I feel a bit lost.
It's not an inherently sad day. My sweet mother is baking a much anticipated apple pie to celebrate. But in regards to the feelings of loss and separation, I think it's appropriate to dress in black for the duration.
3 comments:
Why not wear green instead? It's much more flattering... *B
I agree with Beth...green is so much better! :)
I feel for you, but I for one--am thrilled that you are home! I wish you could be as happy and see how much you have going for you!
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