Its funny when you turn back and look and it's already a few years down the line..My life has undergone drastic changes and so have I.
Going to college is something every person dreams about. College though ,I found out, is not just inside the classroom. Life is a harsh teacher and college is the first step into the unknown. Looking back - the 3 years I took to work on my master's degree not just taught me to be independent and to stand on my own feet - but also the most important lesson of all - In life, People come and go. No one stays forever. No longer am I the sensitive bundle of emotions, wearing my heart on my sleeve and blindly trusting every person who "show" they care - Oh No! I learnt my lesson on that one.
I also learnt to look beyond the stereotypes, that no matter what the culture, what the language, or what the location; people are essentially people. My best friend is not brown. The person I considered a sister and my partner in crime, socially and culturally the same as me, the one who I had been devoted to for years, no longer even knows I am alive, but my culturally very different , don't speak the same language , not in the same age group, mother of two children, of another race friend, who lives in another state, knows about every aspect of my life and cares. Her family accepts me for me - which is more than I can say for people I have known all my life. People who were once close friends become mere acquaintances and mere acquaintances become more than friends.
I live a different life from the one I have been groomed for and the one I envisioned for myself. Yes it is going to be a uphill battle to get what I want - people who care always think they know what is best for me - but i did realize most of all - It matters to me that I am happy with my life - who knows - it may be my only chance at that.
I have learnt to live..to laugh and to love.. and I have learnt to live after losing and to gather the pieces back up together, to trust in God and to move on.
Life, they say...is constant learning...
Going to college is something every person dreams about. College though ,I found out, is not just inside the classroom. Life is a harsh teacher and college is the first step into the unknown. Looking back - the 3 years I took to work on my master's degree not just taught me to be independent and to stand on my own feet - but also the most important lesson of all - In life, People come and go. No one stays forever. No longer am I the sensitive bundle of emotions, wearing my heart on my sleeve and blindly trusting every person who "show" they care - Oh No! I learnt my lesson on that one.
I also learnt to look beyond the stereotypes, that no matter what the culture, what the language, or what the location; people are essentially people. My best friend is not brown. The person I considered a sister and my partner in crime, socially and culturally the same as me, the one who I had been devoted to for years, no longer even knows I am alive, but my culturally very different , don't speak the same language , not in the same age group, mother of two children, of another race friend, who lives in another state, knows about every aspect of my life and cares. Her family accepts me for me - which is more than I can say for people I have known all my life. People who were once close friends become mere acquaintances and mere acquaintances become more than friends.
I live a different life from the one I have been groomed for and the one I envisioned for myself. Yes it is going to be a uphill battle to get what I want - people who care always think they know what is best for me - but i did realize most of all - It matters to me that I am happy with my life - who knows - it may be my only chance at that.
I have learnt to live..to laugh and to love.. and I have learnt to live after losing and to gather the pieces back up together, to trust in God and to move on.
Life, they say...is constant learning...
