Oh, wait.
In so many ways, I'm ready. And in so many ways, I'm not. I'm packed (mostly), I've said my goodbyes, and I'm essentially counting down the days to Elon.
However, I've yet to finish my beloved summer reading, China Road. Saying goodbye has thus far royally sucked. I'm absolutely certain I've forgotten something...these are the ways in which I'm not ready.
I guess, in essence, it all comes down to trust. Trusting that Elon will be everything I've built it up to be, that the people will be as welcoming, the classes as exciting, the experience as life-changing. Elon has a lot to live up to.
Then there's trusting that those I'm leaving behind will be okay. I know my mom cries on a regular basis, and that's with me still here. Other people who I won't mention...I will miss them more than I think they know. Will they be okay--and if not, how can I help from so far away?
Lastly, I have to trust someone called myself. That's the hardest part, I think. Will I make all the right choices? Did I make the right choice by picking Elon? Will I live up to my own expectations?
Trust. It's a weird word indeed...a noun and a verb, a thing and an action.
Do I have it? Or, more importantly, can I do it?
"We're never so vulnerable than when we trust someone--but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy."
trusting/having faith in yourself and the world you're about to enter..
ReplyDeletemakes you vulnerable. but maybe that trust fortifies you all in the same minute.
and the people you'll be far away from? me knows they trust that you'll find/make for yourself success and happiness... and that's what'll give them strength when they miss you most yeah?
sticky business, this trust stuff. lol
may the wind be at your back, kyle--
i loveeee you! elon and many other a wonder await =)