Change, low-key, kind of sucks. We pretend to be okay with it, and know to anticipate that it - being change - will happen when we least expect it. That's just how it goes. And of course, we learn to adapt, roll with the punches and usually accept it, with the end goal, of well, embracing it in some capacity.
It's what we are taught to do.
IT'S INEVITABLE, but it doesn't make it any easier when you're in the midst of it. I'll be the first to admit that all too often, I frequent any excuse to make it appear that all I am okay with the change of tides. But in actuality, sometimes, I just don't want to deal with the feels; all of the many feels that ensue when change comes crashing wildly at your doorstep.
And without choice, you're forced to deal.
So my 'words' this Wednesday are essentially a long rambling that wrap around this noun.
To say on February 3rd of 2014, the day I started at BRANDSTYLE COMMUNICATIONS, I would be reporting back with word that my place of employment also has doubled as the place that laid the foundation for one of the most important friendships I have made, not only in this city, but in life, I simply would have riddled you crazy.
Fast forward two (plus) years later. It happened. I made one of my very closest friends. And guess where it all began: Suite 407.
I met Sarah. While I know this was not an easy decision for her - at all - she is moving on to start working at another agency that will help build her reputable fashion portfolio.
This girl comes to the table with a hell of a hard work ethic and a strong head on her shoulders. Our company has dubbed that she is the one who is always ready, willing and able.
This is the crazy thing that many of you know, but here it is again: we are in our twenties. These are the years to make our moves; the years to make things count. These are the years to build on our strengths (I couldn't believe this to be more important, trust me) and frankly, be selfish in finding what sparks our souls.
This is what it is to be a mid-twenty-something.
As millennials, we are in the business of finding the path to our own mecca of happiness; it's in our generational blood. Honestly, it's kind of what we are taught to do; how we are taught to pursue (point ____ blank).
This is something that usually involves the infamous word:
On the contrary, we, as humans, we are in the business of often being intimidated by change.
That said, I have spent the past days reflecting on change. And the whys of why it scares us:
Some periods of our life involve change; and sometimes we find it confusing. We can feel angry or sad that we can't see what's to come. Because of this, we often associate these emotions that come with change to be unpleasant. And why is this unpleasant? Because it's the not knowing of what's happening, what's to come.
It's this underlying feeling of being forced to hold your breath. It's not comfortable to creatures of habit.
But - there is always a but - I also am learning that it's okay to be scared for change to happen. To be sad. To relish in the feels, however uncomfortable it may seem at the time.
I keep repeating this but:
It's okay to want to feel.
It's okay to want things to always remain the same.
It's not okay to dismiss a situation.
Well, it's usually during a period of change, where we grow the most. And it's usually during this period where we pushed out of our comfort zones (you know the ones we tend to hide behind?) that we see growth. During periods of change, we are pushed to see new windows of opportunities; for ourselves (selfishly) and for others (willingly).
And while it usually doesn't feel like we are prepared to deal with the start of a new season, it's often during this period we find inner-sense of accomplishment. And we accomplish this as we find unforeseen strength.
It all happens as we learn to deal with the uncertainty that coincides with the progression of moving forward.
Summary? It's okay to be scared of change. But it's equally important to embrace it.
Back to Sarah.
Allowing myself to actually feel the feels about her moving on kind of validates what an important part of my life this girl has played over the past years. She's been a mentor since day one; teaching me and guiding me in the totally insane industry that public relations entails. She's been the girl that makes me laugh consistently, every single day, over just about anything. She's been one of my favorite happy hour martini dates after work on the reg. and my post-work subway commute partner (to help shield off all of the insane humans we encounter under ground in that ratchet form of public transportation). She's basically been a rock... since our very first froyo date at The Plaza Food Court as we quickly left the office together for, apparently, a not-so-healthy lunch.
So yes, I am here to tell you that I am sad that she is leaving. I am here to tell you that all of these feelings have ensued with the thought of her leaving.
But life is comprised of one constant:
And like I said earlier, it's about rolling with the damn punches.
Wishing you the very best on your new adventure, my martini Markowitz. We still have a hell of a lot more memories to make, my friend, as we build our homes downtown. I can't help but wonder where I would be without your friendship.
Room will never be the same without you.
- boop - love you to the moon X