"I’ve just begun. It’s the tip of the iceberg. I have such a long journey ahead of me, and where it goes I don’t know. Hopefully closer to the truth”
There is nothing, in my mind, more difficult - more stress inducing - than change. I am, however, a firm believer that there is also nothing more healthy, more indicative of one’s dynamism, than both enduring and appreciating that change. When chapters come to an end we often grieve, but retrospectively I hope that we also come to value the personal development these momentous moments coerce us into.
Today, a chapter closes. In a few minutes I’ll turn in my key to the school and, to be cliche, ride off into the sunset. But for now I sit in the office that I’ve come to feel much at home in, where I’ve taught students and gossiped with my colleagues. It is the end of a two year journey (thank you Fulbright) that I can - without apprehension - say was the best two years of my life. Furthermore, it is with immeasurable gratitude, when faced with the overwhelming evidence around me, that I realize I have yet to live a year of my life that did not supersede the prior.
For perhaps obvious reasons I’ve been glued to my computer screen in recent days watching the last episodes of Oprah. In her last show she said, “Every day that I stood here I knew that this was exactly the place where I was supposed to be”. I couldn’t agree more with the sentiment of her thoughts. Living in Vienna, surrounded by the friends that have become a second family, in a city that has over the last three years become my home, in a culture I have adopted, each day was an incredible gift; Living here feels right - and navigating the often turbulent but always entertaining bilingual lexical landscape, in both work and play, being on the pulse of an international community - it is in this almost indefinibale cultural space that I feel I belong. Where I am supposed to be.