If I'm being totally and completely honest, I had a slight fear of concluding my China adventures. Those who know me well (which I'm coming to realize isn't too many people) are quite aware of how I get anxious about the future and love to always have a plan. Everything I do now is in direct correlation to what I want in the long run. I greatly have a future-oriented view on life. And so, ever since leaving for China, I knew that myself and my future were about to change and be something I hadn't experienced before. My time in China changed me. I had the wonderful chance to become more independent. I learned more about myself and my priorities, as well as those things which are most important to me in this life. It was definitely a rewarding experience.
So where does this idea of it being "the end of an era" fit in, you may ask. Well, let me tell you. Before this summer, I was still very much not completely independent. I had an hourly-paid job, which also didn't always guarantee working days. I was living paycheck to paycheck. I was still relying on my parents a lot. I didn't feel quite fully in charge of my life. I didn't feel like I was my own person. I still felt like the little girl looking to her Mommy and Daddy for guidance in most things. Within a week of ending my China adventures, all of that changed. I was embracing a new life. This new life being that of adulthood. I was coming home to a real salary-paying career (that I absolutely LOVE, by the way). Therefore, I have to learn all about the benefits which are provided. I never paid any attention to things financially or insurance related before. I was being thrown into a whole new world. A world where I no longer could act like a child, and where I now must throw away childish things. The real question is though... Is it the end of an era, or really the beginning of a new time? It's really how we look at it that affects our attitude about our experiences.
Now, returning back to my futuristic view... Sometimes, it has been a good thing, because my detailed view of what the future might hold pushes me forward, into tomorrow. However, because of this, I struggle to truly live and experience life in the present, in the here and now. I have a perfect example of this. Upon my first weeks living in Utah, a friend had said to me, after I refused to go out that night because I was tired and had work the next morning, "Jess, don't forget to live while you're here making a living". I don't think he realizes how much that impacted me, and how much it still does even to this day. It's taken quite some time, but I finally am feeling like myself again. I am comfortable in my own skin and I am enjoying life. Many don't know the things that I have gone through in the past few years that have changed me and given me this distorted outlook and overall fear of the world. I have been fighting depression and anxiety every day. I've allowed my anxiety to overcome me and keep me from reaching my potential. But, I am bringing myself back. I'm returning to the things that I love to do. I'm drawing, reading, running, experiencing the outdoors, teaching, going to institute, serving, loving, singing, working, socializing, and learning. I still have a long ways to go, but I know that the Lord is with me every step of the way. He loves me and leads me and lives for me. Because of that, I must live for Him.
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