Change is weird. Anything new is uncomfortable, anything out of the ordinary puts you in funny state of mind. I was jet lagged. I had zero idea about what day or what the night was any more. I slept through 'Wrestlemania'. When I went to watch some wrestling on the 2nd day i was in the US I had no idea how bad jet lag would be, but after sleeping for 3 hours straight through the match, I was tired and all I wanted to do was get home.
Change is weird, my first home after being married was in a country that wasn't familiar. I was in uncharted territory. Although, I would easily fit in eventually, it was very overwhelming. Simple things like not being able to go out for a walk or not hop by the grocery store were things I was entirely unfamiliar with.
Culturally, I was in a different terrain as well. Most people would joke about how I could fit straight in, I kept wondering who would I fit in with? Would I ever make friends? I'm mostly surrounded with people, at least I'm used to having people, but in a place where I wake up and all the people I know go to sleep, I didn't know how I was going to cope with the absence of people.
But you know what? People everywhere are the same. We all need someone to talk to, I made friends, eventually. But like my parents always said "There is no friend better than yourself" I found ways to entertain myself. I did everything that adulthood had taken away from me; I relearned origami (I make a badass looking crane), I got back to painting, I learned how to decoupage, I learned how to cook. I made some amazing cakes and cookies. I watched some fantastic movies. I watched a lot of TV shows and read up a lot of news. I know, I am surprised myself that I haven't said a single word about reading or writing, how is that possible? I learned a very very important thing about myself, reading and writing have long stopped being a hobby. I need to be in a state of mind of everydayness to read and write. I was on vacation and reading and writing just stopped. I was shocked and surprised how so many interesting looking books on my husband's bookshelf weren't catching my fancy.. I learned a tough lesson - over the years, at a subconscious level, I have picked up a taste in books that I cannot change; I was in no position to carry all my books and the few I carried, I finished reading them on my 20 hour flight.
Change is funny, change is weird, change in uncomfortable. But change is also delightful. Change is refreshing, its shakes you up, stirs you and finally leaves you feeling more sure about yourself.
Change is weird, my first home after being married was in a country that wasn't familiar. I was in uncharted territory. Although, I would easily fit in eventually, it was very overwhelming. Simple things like not being able to go out for a walk or not hop by the grocery store were things I was entirely unfamiliar with.
Culturally, I was in a different terrain as well. Most people would joke about how I could fit straight in, I kept wondering who would I fit in with? Would I ever make friends? I'm mostly surrounded with people, at least I'm used to having people, but in a place where I wake up and all the people I know go to sleep, I didn't know how I was going to cope with the absence of people.
But you know what? People everywhere are the same. We all need someone to talk to, I made friends, eventually. But like my parents always said "There is no friend better than yourself" I found ways to entertain myself. I did everything that adulthood had taken away from me; I relearned origami (I make a badass looking crane), I got back to painting, I learned how to decoupage, I learned how to cook. I made some amazing cakes and cookies. I watched some fantastic movies. I watched a lot of TV shows and read up a lot of news. I know, I am surprised myself that I haven't said a single word about reading or writing, how is that possible? I learned a very very important thing about myself, reading and writing have long stopped being a hobby. I need to be in a state of mind of everydayness to read and write. I was on vacation and reading and writing just stopped. I was shocked and surprised how so many interesting looking books on my husband's bookshelf weren't catching my fancy.. I learned a tough lesson - over the years, at a subconscious level, I have picked up a taste in books that I cannot change; I was in no position to carry all my books and the few I carried, I finished reading them on my 20 hour flight.
Change is funny, change is weird, change in uncomfortable. But change is also delightful. Change is refreshing, its shakes you up, stirs you and finally leaves you feeling more sure about yourself.
Changes, especially new beginnings make me go jittery too but as I get into the groove I begin to love it. Jet lags have a way of claiming our minds and bodies a few hours after we land and try to act as if we are in control.
ReplyDeleteGlad to learn you have adapted well in the new terrain. Loved the memoir.
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I understand what you say here Maggie. I went through a similar phase post marriage despite being in the same country, place etc. I spent a lot of quality time with myself...learning new things I never had time for, enjoying the joys of domesticity and marriage. It was a fulfilling phase that I miss! But one does have to or rather does adapt to change eventually in his or her own way. Loved your take Maggie.
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Change is inveitable! The sooner we accept it the easier things are for us. Nice post! :)
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Modern Gypsy
all said and done, change is the only constant they say and to turn it around like you did, is simply the best way to deal with it.
ReplyDeleteWell written .
ReplyDeleteChange is a part of human life .
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Super post! Thank you. I also shared the experience of moving countries and having to learn a new language (not that I do that very well, at all:)) and fit into a different culture. It took time - a long time. Even after 14 years, I still get homesick and have to hop on a plane to replenish my Englishness. I like the word 'change' because if things aren't going as planned, changes can be made to make life better. Have a lovely day.
ReplyDeleteDo you find yourself avoiding new situations because they make you uncomfortable? It's normal to feel apprehensive before you try something different or face a new challenge, but stepping outside your comfort zone can lead to big rewards. Doesn’t that sound confusing? Why would you want to do something uncomfortable? Don’t we go out of our way to get away from stress and doing things that make us uncomfortable? Yes, but there is clearly a difference between the discomfort of unfamiliarity and the recurrence of distressful feelings. For example, at one time you were afraid to go swimming. Now you enjoy it. You may not have liked eating spinach when you were young and now you enjoy eating it. You were once afraid of applying for that first big job, but now that you have a career you enjoy, you wouldn’t trade the experience for anything.
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ReplyDeleteFrom this post, change sounds good. :)
Seena from
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Change is difficult but it is necessary isn't it? And it is these changes that teach us a lot of things in life. Nice post.
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But at some point of time every one has to change for their own good!
ReplyDeleteC- Can I?
Change really makes you question who you really are, and tests your capabilities. Glad that you took up your hobbies back again. I'm struggling to pick up my quilling pen! *hides face*
ReplyDeleteGlad I found your blog through the challenge. I love the template (Web version, I'm using it right now) And your way of writing is brilliant. All the best :)
Maggie .. I keep coming back to your posts and re read them. Your writing makes me so happy its almost like reading my thought only worded better..
ReplyDeleteChange is weird. But change is refreshing and it makes you so choose sides, take stands , be the person you are destined to be.
Good going girl :)