| Dec. 23rd, 2007 @ 02:38 pm What a Difference a Year Makes |
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Current Mood:  relieved
Whew, it sure is!
If around the same time last year I was on the phone with a dear old friend tearily telling her that I had decided to move out a week ahead of schedule, this time around I'm in the office waiting for responses from friends about our Christmas party. Oh, yes, my first Christmas party in Bahrain! It will be held tomorrow, from 10 p.m. onwards; today after hearing Mass, we'll be doing the decorations and checking the sound system. But before that, I have to drop by Marina Mall for some stupid errand in a store there -- just a wrinkle, no need to panic.
I should have panicked last year when I moved in to my new place, a room that until now I sublet from a Sri Lankan couple, and I had exactly one piece of furniture - a mat and suede covered chair that doubles as storage - along with my clothes, shoes and other belongings, but I did not. In fact, I never felt surer of what I was doing though at the same time I never felt scarier. Trust and faith have never made more sense to me than at that moment, which made me realize that I could indeed negotiate any roadblock that I encounter along the way of my chosen itinerant life. |