The Work Continues

I used to be here all the time, back when I could still write. It was a place for me to talk and cry when I still needed it. Nowadays things are better, and I suppose the need has changed. It’s been a little more than two and a half years now since I came to Melbourne. For all the pain and heartache of that time, the work continued in hope. Recently I feel that I have finally begun to see the fruits of that struggle.

I moved into a new apartment recently, somewhere much bigger and brighter. I already feel that this place is important - and that I will experience things here that I will treasure forever. I don’t know what to expect from it really, but I know that I can grow here and call this place home.

My work is work, but that’s all it needs to be. I’m more confident in how I handle myself and my position, and I get to learn new things every day. But the best part is that I get to work with some of the finest people I have ever known. Truly good people, who have become good friends.

Recently I have freed myself of the weight of certain expectations, and certain people. While a part of me grieves for the time and how these people and events made me feel, I know that to move on I had to let them go. I feel that I have finally done that.

While dating has never been a priority for me, and my experiences over the last few years have been a mix of the fleeting and the shallow, I feel that time is over. Recently I met someone who makes me feel like a part of my purpose is to know them. They don’t know it yet, but that moment is coming.

As I say all this I realize that this two and a half year adventure has been worth it. While I don’t know for sure what is coming next, I know that happiness and purpose are possible here. So for now I will stay and continue the work, and I won’t do it alone.