It’s been one month since I moved to town. Well, maybe not to Bradford but to England in general. The initial shock has worn off. The initial excitement has now dulled. My new life with little responsibilities has settled and real life is settling in. Unknowns are more known, and familiarity with shops, cafes, and things to do have been discovered enough to start forming habits.
I used to feel like a seed that was on topsoil that just blew around in the wind. I used to feel so insignificant and unimportant. I used to feel like others' problems were more important, always being tossed to the side. I always felt like my heart was meant for something else, something different than where I’m from or where I’ve been. I felt like I was that puzzle piece that sorta fit in that spot and kinda looked right but ultimately was very wrong.
But now I feel like I’m a seed that is actually in the soil. No more tossing in the wind. No more being trampled or loose but solid with the soil that surrounds me. I feel more grounded and more confident. I feel at home enough to be comfortable with my surroundings but not so comfortable that I stop growing or challenging myself to explore. Is the puzzle piece in the right spot now? I don’t know. Only time will tell. But I feel like I’m closer than I was. I feel like I’m finally growing into the person that I was meant to be.
This month has been wild, with crazy travel stories, unexpected news, meeting magical wonderful people, and immersing myself in the culture. I’m surrounded by history with every step and it’s absolutely incredible (plus I’m surrounded by pieces of the Harry Potter world that are unlocking the little kid inside me!). I’m thankful and blessed to be here.
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