To be continued.
Monday, June 6, 2011
I've been wanting to post something for a while now, as so much is changing. One year ago, I left Pittsburgh, moved back home, and re-entered treatment. One month ago, I was tortured by the realization that I had to drop out of the Broad Street Run. One week ago, I returned home from a ten day adventure in Europe. And, one day ago, I was led to believe I will be offered a full-time job for a nonprofit organization that has been such a prominent part of my life since I was in high school. How do I feel? I haven't been able to translate into words what I think or what I feel. Despite my confusion, I have learned one thing to be true. Life has a way of working itself out when least expected. Everything happens for a reason if time is given, patience is in tact, love is permitted, and faith is restored. Ultimately, I have learned and grown from every experience through the strength of vulnerability, and I am indefinitely appreciative and grateful. But rather than search for what I just cannot compose at this moment, I will turn to a song to speak for me. Because I believe music is the ultimate representation of what feelings sound like.
Posted by Unknown at Monday, June 06, 2011