Recently I pulled out my journals and reread them. I started journaling when I was a junior in college, which, *gasp* was almost 20 years ago. Reading about different moments in my past was incredibly enlightening. And, because I typically journaled when I was conflicted, I read about many life-altering moments. Often I would go to the journal to organize my thoughts, put together action steps and identify my goals and dreams. Other times, I simply groused about situations and issues. As I reread these entries, I learned quite a bit about how I became who I am today. Periodically, I plan to share things I have found and learned from delving into my past.
In my post, Past Revisited 1, I shared the first (entitled: Alone) of two poems that I wrote. So today here is the second poem.
Not knowing where
I wrote this after graduating from college. I had just moved to the Chicago area and was living with my grandmother (who was in her 80's and coping with Alzheimers - which is whole other story) while I was figuring out whether to pursue graduate school, or find a job. I was truly lost and confused. Finding where I belonged was quite a process and it has only been in the last few years that this feeling subsided. Currently, I am again feeling a lost - but not to the same degree that is reflected in this poem. It's good have a feeling of belonging that I now have.
PAST REVISITED LESSON 2: Life is a process. The lessons we have learned, we continually revisit to gain confidence and further develop.