However, this does mean that uncomfortable feelings are more easily surfaced, and the reality of what my life is compared to before is no longer hidden from view by all the excitement. This is not to say that I don't love my life in Decorah, because I do very much so. I really like the new friends I'm making - just Tuesday I had a handful over to play Settlers and eat coq au vin (I had a bit of wine left over from my beef and barley stew, and thought that this would be the best application of it. It was freaking delicious, so it was.) I like the community I live in, I really like my job, I like that I can walk everywhere, I like my house and I feel good about these things.
It's just that, no matter how much you like living alone, it can feel rather lonely. And this could be for many reasons, reasons that make sense and simply indicate the growing pains in life. Like, I haven't ever lived alone before, so no one's there to ask how your day was in the evenings and offer simple interactions that connect you to people. I am thousands of miles away from friends I used to see almost daily, could walk across the street to drink tea with, have weekly girls nights with chic flicks and a bottle of wine, or hang out every Friday on the back porch with to contemplate life. And I'm also working through a lot of emotional, personal, and spiritual things that have come up and challenged me and my way of life in the past year or so that also happen to pull me into myself and away from people.
|I purchased this for myself today as a reminder when things get tough to keep going.|
I'm doing several things to keep me busy - one of which is politics. Last night was the Winneshiek County Committee that I'm now serving on. It was interesting, and gave the opportunity to get involved in politics in a way that matters. I'm going to be serving on the Youth Initiative Committee (as one of the youngest individuals there, and the youngest woman, it was pretty easy for everyone to push me and my fellow SSE committee member onto that committee - but I'm actually okay with that) and on the Get Out the Vote committee. I'm also going to volunteer for Obama. I've realized, through many things, that I've lived my life quiety - afraid to speak my mind or really show what I believe and why. But here, one is encouraged to speak up, to share, and to discuss - in a civil way - what you think and why. And that's fun, and I'm thinking that doing such could be good for my confidence and personal growth.
I leave you with a picture of a print I purchased from a co-worker and new friend. She's a part of that print making group I mentioned last time, and they had a showing last night. Their work is really great - so I got a few prints. This one, in particular, has a good story behind it - and I may end up bartering for it by teaching her how to needle felt (including giving her a needle, wool, and having her over for dinner to do such). I find myself coming to know all of these really smart people who happen to be quite talented and creative outside of work, which inspires me to be creative because everyone here is so damn supportive of it.
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