Friday, June 6, 2008

Tides of early (early) adulthood

Dear Leigh,

I can hardly express how excited I am about next week at the beach, even if I'm not going to be there the whole time.  I'm skipping a couple days so that J can come with me...which, for me, is worth it because I so want him to meet the family and vice versa.  

Our family really is a solid place in a life full of change and uncertainty.  I haven't always felt so blessed, but as I strike off on my own this fall (sort of), knowing that I have not only my parents and brother but our whole family supporting me makes it easier to believe that I will succeed, and makes the thought of failure more bearable.  If I should come upon hard times, you'll all still be there the same as ever, and for that I feel incredibly lucky.

Drama has turned its eye away from me and J, as well, and I'm enjoying the comfort of happily living with him, coming home to quesadillas after work, hanging out at Subway while he closes up for the night, and organizing my new apartment with the two people in mind rather than only myself.  All of this (and more) is why I want to bring him to the beach.  I want to integrate him into that solidity and support that is our family, because he's already taken up that role away from the family.

Sometimes I still have trouble believing how well everything is going.  Our only concern is money, and it's not a huge problem.  I have enough for now, and will have plenty in fall--enough to (I hope) spare J a thirty-hour work week plus classes, if he'll let me.

I was talking to my roommate yesterday, and we started discussing the way relationships morph as you get older, going from the everyone-dates-everyone-else of high school to the idealism of early college to learning from all of that and choosing something that fits, that takes work, but is worth it all.  There is a huge difference, growth-wise, between an 18 year-old and a 22 year-old...at least for us...and I'm so glad of that.  Sometimes, though, I wish I could've skipped all the crap in between...

Happy Friday, O cousin of mine.

Sincerely,

Kate

P.S. I really need to start paying attention to current events.  This Blacksburg bubble has a thick membrane.

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