As I grew older, it became harder to avoid change. When I was in eighth grade my parents got divorced and my dad moved out of my house. I went from seeing him every day to seeing him mostly on the weekends. Both of my parents started going out with new people, they both got re-married; I now had a new stepsister and stepbrother, and then my sisters went off to college.
Of all the people that I’ve had the hardest time accepting this with has been my dad. Whether it was when he left, or he got re-married, for each change that I’ve experienced and that he’s been a part or cause of, I’ve built a grudge towards him.
On Wednesday of last week, my baby brother Bruno was born. And although this was probably the biggest change I’ve faced to date, when I meet Bruno for the first time that afternoon, seeing him actually made me really happy.
I think my problem with change is that I tend to have this idea in my mind of how things where when I was small, so anything that disrupts this idea is a deviation from what I have unconsciously built in my mind to be as “the perfect life”.
The next few months will be full of a lot of change. I'm getting notified from college, I'll be moving out from the house that I've lived in since I was one, my mom will be moving to the U.S, and Bruno will grow into a little munchkin! Will these changes be hard? Probably. They're leaps into the unknown, but who says the unknown can't make our idea of a "perfect life" a little better?