It seems rather appropriate that my last day here is the last day of the year. In the early hours of tomorrow morning I fly back to my new life. There, after a day to recover and prepare, I begin with earnest my hectic life as a doctoral student (and it will be hectic this time, considering the work load).
Considering the dramatic changes of 2005, I don't know that I have the strength to even attempt to imagine what my life will be like a year from now. A year ago I was a single MA student in Regina, reading through "one last book" before I could start writing that thesis in earnest. I was living in an apartment with Meg, while Chris was away teaching, and my life was wrapped up in my friends' lives. My friend Mike was alive. He worried us greatly, but he was getting out of the city, and we thought that would be the best thing for him. I only had two sets of married friends, and none of my friends were pregnant.
As I look over at the bound copy of my thesis and think of my new life on the West Coast with Chris, I can't fathom how I ever got here. Emotionally, this has been one of the hardest years of my life. (The year before was a close second, considering the fact that I spent a semester unable to stop crying.) However, it was one of my best years. Meg and I really "clicked" in our second year together, and she was an amazing emotional support. I married Chris, and moved somewhere beautiful, for goodness sake. I had a whole month acting as a caregiver to my darling WG. I grew so much that I hardly recognise who I was at the beginning of this year.
Welcome, New Year. I'm not sure that I'm ready, but I'm willing.
2 comments:
What a lovely post to end the year. I hope that 2006 is a fantastically happy, healthy, peaceful and successful year for both you and Chris.
Thank you, pink cupcake. You're so lovely.
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