As I have been packing for the last few hours, I realized just how many bags I really have. I have way too much stuff and in true fashion still think that I have no proper suitcase and nothing to wear over the next two weeks... so typical, right?
The funny thing about packing is that you tend to dig up things you thought you had long since lost... you dig up things from the last trip you took, the trip before that, and even long before that one. All those things I thought I had buried way back out of sight in the closet seemed to have a way of falling out in front once I grabbed the first bag.
It seems like that is so similar to my life some days. Today, I had someone tell me something that I hadn't seen in myself even when looking. I thought I had buried this emotion away, way back somewhere I would never have to see it again. When I least suspected it, this just jumped out and grabbed me before I even knew it had happened. Maybe I am finally learning that no matter how far away I go (because I think I have gotten about as far away as possible), my past and where I come from will still be a part of me. I can't change that, but I can change how I take it forward. This doesn't have to be a bad thing I don't think, just another chance to learn about me and who I want to be....when and if I do decide to become a grownup. :)
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