Metaphorical Seasons

Every season of life is so rewarding. Whether it be a season of learning, grieving, celebrating or anywhere in between, it is so good to know they have all added up to get me where I am today.

When I first got back from my semester abroad, I experienced a season of feeling extreme anxiety and loss. In fact I still get overwhelmed by these feelings on random days (many random days).

To get through those tough days, its easiest to remember I can’t choose what happens to me BUT I can choose what happens in me. I can choose to be happy and not anxious.

Plus..

I knew it was time to come home. It was time to meet a few of my dearest friends’ sweet babies. It was time to spend quality time with my family again and to share my experiences with people back home.

But with these good things came an overwhelming sense of reverse culture shock that made it hard to enjoy day-to-day life like I had before leaving.

Now, just over two months after returning home I am finally getting a grip on it all.

I have officially started my freelance career by writing for FlagLive which is such a dream come true.The coffee shop that has a piece of my heart welcoming me back to their staff with open arms. I am privileged with being entrusted the position as News Manager at the school radio station, KJACK. My lifeline of a friend, Sierra, encouraged me to sign up for a weekly Women’s group at a local church. The list goes on..

If you couldn’t tell I love being busy. I actually spread myself pretty thin on a daily basis, but I LOVE it. I love getting the most out of each day.

Anyways.

I had a point to this, which simply is: ALL SEASONS ARE GOOD.

 

If it weren’t for my discomfort of being back in the States I would not have seeked comfort from my closest friends.

Without coming back from the Netherlands and having to face my life head on, I wouldn’t have been pushed to realized what matters most to me.

With being submerged in writing assignments galore in Groningen made me jump on my dream of being a published writer immediately.

Along with the successes of this season, I invite the hard times with equal excitement because I trust it will all add up down the line to make me even more full of gratitude and love for this life I have.

Why? Because all seasons are good.