July 5th, 2005 - filed in Play
Where You End Up…
As I watched fireworks explode in the sky on the walk home last night, I couldn’t help but think how nice it would be to be with my boyfriend, who happens to be 850 miles away.
After my May graduation, I could have packed up my life and moved to be with him; which is what everyone expected me to do. “Of course you’ll end up at home!” they said.
But after spending my impressionable teenage years living with a divorced mother, I had one thing engraved in my brain: live your own life. If you can’t be happy by yourself, you’ll never be happy with anyone else. And with many of the other messages I had bombarding me from my parents, that one stuck.
So I’m here, building my own life, while trying to keep myself connected to Chris. Some days it feels impossible, being in two places at once, living two lives, being a superwoman. But at the end of most days, it feels so right.