Thursday, June 30, 2011

Transitions

May 27,2010
One Thursday night, a Wildcat from Central Washington University met up with a Notre Dame alumni for coffee at Starbucks.
Over a pink passion iced tea lemonade and Americano, I learned this particular alumni majored in accounting and was moving from the westside of Washington to the eastside. Although my iced tea lemonade was good, I found him to be a cool drink. But, hearing him talk about moving reminded me I'm in transition as well.
Not only am I on the brink of college graduation. But a few weeks before meeting up with the fighting Irish, I finally called it quits with a teacher’s assistant.
Although in retrospect I should have made that move sooner. It feels weird saying I called it quits with him because we were never officially together. But ironically, that's why I walked. He said he couldn't get serious because he was working two jobs to pay off a divorce settlement.
For a while I wondered if it was shallow of me to just leave like that. After all, one of my other friends is seeing someone. But they don't call themselves boyfriend/girlfriend because they don't want the pressure of the title.
So why couldn't I just shut up and enjoy the ride? I wanted to have faith that things will turn out for the best. I also wondered was my leaving a sign I had no faith? Then I remembered being asked if I had a boyfriend and I couldn't say yes. That was when I realized I was on a ride I really didn't want to go on and I did have faith. I had faith that I deserved something better.
We’re always going to be coming in and out of something. It may be a job, a place, or a relationship. No matter what it is, transitions are hard because it means picking up pieces of your life to take with you, leaving some behind and adjusting to a new environment or set of circumstances. All you can do is have your head held high and laugh when your friend says we should name our theatre company Numa Numa incorporated. After all coming or going, we're all looking for the same thing. When it comes to love (and money) we're all looking for something or someone we can take to the bank.
As for me and the accountant, all we can do is take things one step or Starbucks at a time.

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