The end of a wonderful Sunday spend with family, a weekend packed with social activities, a relaxed week and month, a well spend Summer and a year full of change.
Tomorrow everyone will go back to school and back to work after Summer break. Back from their holidays in Southern Europe with the family. First day of High School or University as a Freshman. I remember those days.
For me it’s just another year, so it seems. But this time I have a roof over my head that’s mine for the next few years, if I want to. I’m not subletting from a friend in lack of a better idea, not renting a furnished room from a man I met at the bar, I don’t live in a place I can’t afford, I don’t live with my parents, nor in a group home, or in a temporary home with roommates.
And for the first time in seven years I have a job lined up. Hopefully this will be the end of a seven year career break, well spend on health and well being. I’m all by myself in my living room, which is also my bedroom. I am exactly where I’m supposed to be. I never belonged in Amsterdam, Portland, or The Hague. This place is where I’m from.
One more day and I’ll be 43. A landmark. The end of my sixth chakra life cycle, for those of you who are into Buddhism and Hinduism. I look back on a bumpy seven year life cycle, I could write a book about my lessons learned and maybe I will one day.
I don’t know what’s waiting for me in the next seven years. We’ll see. I know by now what is meant by ‘life is given to you’, thanks to my late great coach, may she rest in peace. No use trying to predict your own future, there is no way you will know what’s gonna happen to you a year or seven years from now. All you can do is ride the waves that are coming for you. That, to me, is The Surf of Life.
The Surf of Life 