Over the past few weeks, I feel like I've been rediscovering all these wonderful parts of myself that I had forgotten existed. Somewhere along the way, I began to define myself primarily on the basis of my academic achievements and my dedication to responsible behavior. More often than not, it's easy for me to forget the importance of relaxing and not taking things too seriously. It's like a knee-jerk reaction for me to save money, to stay on schedule, and to keep studying even when I don't feel like it. Lucky for me, I have some wonderful people in my life that complement my restricting impulses and remind me not to take life too seriously. After all, no one gets out alive. For the times that I've forgotten to show you appreciation, thank you.
Lately, I've been getting more in touch with my creative side. Growing up, I always described my brother as getting all the creative genes. He was better than me at creating music, drawing, singing, and analyzing movies. He's still probably better than me at all those things, but I've realized that an enjoyment of my own natural creativity isn't necessarily contingent on my actual ability. One of the best gifts I've ever received was a camera for my college graduation. Over the past few months, I have become even more enamored with the everyday delights of nature and daily life. Life is beautiful. When I can't find the words to express my sentiments, my camera lens is my voice. I may not be an Ansel Adams or an Annie Leibovitz. My work will probably not be feautured on the front page of Time Magazine. That won't stop me from enjoying photography. It's a fun way capture memories, and it's a way for me to continuously savor nature's goodness.
I've also learned to embrace physical exercise and my (slight) competitive streak. I believe physical activity is an important part of a balanced life, but I'm not always the best example of that. However, I do try to instill that value in the children with whom I work and volunteer. Honestly, they've re-taught me that working out can be fun and a way to bond. We do yoga nearly every day, and we play soccer, basketball, and kickball. It's been a blast, and it's one of those moments when you realize that for a moment, you stop being the teacher and the kids take the initiative. I didn't play a lot of sports growing up, and I'm not sure I'll push organized sports on my own children someday. I do believe in the power of activities that teach teamwork and encourage movement, though. Besides, a backyard game of basketball seems much more preferable to sitting inside and playing videogames.
I feel like this a time of growth for me. In a way, that makes me feel like I'm "on track," since lots of people say that personal growth is the purpose of your twenties. I do try to remind myself, though, that it's not about being "on time" or "behind" or "ahead of the game." It's about loving yourself, and it's about soaking up the simple things in life. I'm excited for all the growth that the rest of my twenties has in store, and I'm looking forward to all the other pieces of myself that I have yet to discover. What can you still learn about yourselves, dear friends?
