inside, not out
for years since i've left to build the rest of my life, i've always come back to this place with the premise of leaving again. nothing is ever set in stone and my time here has barely begun but there will definitely not be any slowing down anytime soon. i am here to fulfill my career among other things and the bonafide status of practicing architecture on this island truly makes me happy. as always there is an agenda for my stay and it won't be me as a bystander. it involves huge life-changing ordeals that i know can only bring good things.
upon arriving, i was in the company of close friends and went into full swing. i attended the liberation day parade to bask in people-watching, soul food, and unbearable heat. the preparations for our 10-year high school reunion were priority for the rest of the day but i still made time to have a leisurely stroll at the mall with mags. i am still amazed at how many people one can ran into unexpectedly at any given time. after arriving early and leaving the celebration late on saturday....i was more than content. we topped of our reunion celebration with a beautiful mass where it had me appreciating being in the same church and singing the same songs that i grew up with. i was disappointed that i forgot the words to atan jesu christo (sp?) and have put that on my list of things to do. breakfast at shirleys with people that i am getting to know all over again was more pleasing to my mind that to the stomach and i could have done girl talk all day long but still had nothing to complain about at the end of the day. surprisingly i was still fueled with enough energy to meet a friend for tea, watch the sunset on the beach alone, and lounge at the outrigger lobby (alone). i didn't go home for a day.
i'll admit i pause and have bursts of freaking out moments when i realize that i am here. people will have to bear with me whining and adjusting while the thoughts of leaving california are still so fresh.
i am enjoying being entangled in the lives of all my friends and getting to know new faces and the home that i never thought i'd call home again. so cliche, but everything happens for a reason.
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we miss you soooo much. we're so happy and proud of you. Things definitely happen for a reason.
Posted by: Joie | July 22, 2007 11:25 PM
Thanks sister. wish i could just magically transplant everyone else here.
Posted by: mimi | July 26, 2007 2:41 PM
Oh man, I know what it's like to come back after being away for so long – getting reacquainted with the laid back flow of time, the people, the way things are there than they are someplace else and to not help but compare and to sometimes feel frustrated.
I totally understand! Good luck with your goals, Mimi!! You'll go far with your determination.
Posted by: Michelle | July 29, 2007 6:05 PM
thanks for the encouragement, Michelle. I hope your experience in your new home is just as stimulating as mine :)
Posted by: mimi | July 30, 2007 9:52 AM