You progress not through what has been done, but reaching towards what has yet to be done.
- Kahlil Gibran
Dedicating a year to accomplish a goal is something I very quickly and certainly threw myself into. I was ecstatic when I received the good news I was stressing over for nine months. The innumerable amount of portfolio preparation, SAT studying and phone calls paid off in one simple email RE: “Congratulations”. When something is too good to be true, it takes some time to accept; you are just waiting to wake up. It’s the feeling that this success doesn’t belong to you, it got the wrong person. Maybe it is a lack in my confidence or an innate humility but I wonder every day how I managed this.
Realization, enlightenment, call it what you will, hit me all at once. I’m leaving on a plane with all my ‘stuff’ alone to my new home. I started to get choked up. I was not second guessing my decision; I was completely overwhelmed by what I was able to achieve and stricken with angst for realizing the sacrifices I would need to make. Leaving home is an occurrence in nearly everyone’s life; leaving everyone thousands of miles behind is less common. ‘Parting with people is a sadness. A place is only a place’ (Dune).
Being uprooted is a stressful process (although it took me a long time to understand this). Perhaps it is because I have lived comfortably in the same home my whole life with my relatives’ support system at hand. Now that I am older I find myself trying to hold my own with less help from my family and friends; a forceful personal challenge I am not sure is the right thing to do. I am reminded that staying focused on what you are passionate about is how you accomplish the impossible. In the end you need to do what it is to attain your dream and the people that matter will stick around. People come and go and things change. When everything is rearranged the people who love you will remain.
Dedicating a year to accomplish a goal is something I very quickly and certainly threw myself into. I was ecstatic when I received the good news I was stressing over for nine months. The innumerable amount of portfolio preparation, SAT studying and phone calls paid off in one simple email RE: “Congratulations”. When something is too good to be true, it takes some time to accept; you are just waiting to wake up. It’s the feeling that this success doesn’t belong to you, it got the wrong person. Maybe it is a lack in my confidence or an innate humility but I wonder every day how I managed this.
Realization, enlightenment, call it what you will, hit me all at once. I’m leaving on a plane with all my ‘stuff’ alone to my new home. I started to get choked up. I was not second guessing my decision; I was completely overwhelmed by what I was able to achieve and stricken with angst for realizing the sacrifices I would need to make. Leaving home is an occurrence in nearly everyone’s life; leaving everyone thousands of miles behind is less common. ‘Parting with people is a sadness. A place is only a place’ (Dune).
Being uprooted is a stressful process (although it took me a long time to understand this). Perhaps it is because I have lived comfortably in the same home my whole life with my relatives’ support system at hand. Now that I am older I find myself trying to hold my own with less help from my family and friends; a forceful personal challenge I am not sure is the right thing to do. I am reminded that staying focused on what you are passionate about is how you accomplish the impossible. In the end you need to do what it is to attain your dream and the people that matter will stick around. People come and go and things change. When everything is rearranged the people who love you will remain.
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