It's very odd; in some ways, since my mother and stepdad split up, I feel like I have no solid place to call home. I feel like I'm really and truly on my own. I have taken pains to get back into school on my own, I have three jobs now, I have taken care of the money I need for school. My mother is going her separate way in life, as is my brother and a majority of the members of my family. And my friends. Well, my friends are always a source of confusion, torment, happiness and joy mixed together. We seem to be growing up but not so much apart. This is a great contrast from high school to college because I lost many of the strong links I had with friends.
And Bradley, well I am hence confined to the idea that I shall be with him for an indeterminable amount of time. This makes me think when did this happen? This feeling of happiness and contentment through a mere few weeks? Is it possible? Feasible? I have no idea but I do know what I feel.
This along with everything I have mentioned previously makes me feel as though my youth, in the sense of carelessness and lack of concern, is over. When did I become an adult?
*Always.
Caitlin
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
1 Corinthians 13:11
Sometimes those most worthy of love are not made happy by it. ~Dangeous Liaisons
It is on the strength of observation that one finds a way; so we must dig and delve unceasingly. ~Claude Monet 1840-1926