Getting Ready to be Changed
They say that the only constant is change, and they say that the more things change the more things stay the same. I’d be inclined to believe them had I not lived a life of running from change and running right into it. I’d like to say I haven’t changed, but I’d be lying. I’ve changed so much that sometimes I don’t remember who I once was.
I look back at photos, reflecting on the memories, and I wonder who that guy was. I wonder what was on his mind. Had he dreamed as I do now? Had he worried? Did he make time for himself to live in the moment? Will I inevitably become a blur alongside him as some new, more experienced version of myself emerges? I’d say I’m afraid of that, but at a time not too distant, that was exactly what I prayed for. All I know is that I have today. I have right now. I can only make the best of it.., so that when change comes knocking, I’ll be ready, just like always.