5 years and counting
Our stories and experiences all work together to build the person we are. But is there a point when a story, experience or chapter of our life is far enough in the rearview, it should not be leaned on as a primary influence?
Facebook informed me yesterday it had been five years since the chapter of my life living in Malaysia had come to a close. An invigorating, enjoyable and tumultuous period of my life was no longer a part of my day-to-day. But the uncertainty of what lay next and seemingly "normal" that awaited me in a familiar place was equally unsettling. I didn't know what would come next and but knew it felt unremarkable to be back in my birth city - one that I love - rather than half way around the world. My life in many ways was changing from mysterious to familiar.
When I am getting to know people, my time in Malaysia is one of the things I am quick to cite as having defined me. But five years on, am I clinging to a story too distant to be of immediate relevance to the conversation? Am I trying too hard to preserve that legacy when I need to focus on the present and future?
Is it time for another adventure of that scale or time to let this one slowly acquiesce into the sands of time?
"One of the things the Irish say is that 'the thing about the past is it’s not the past.' It’s right here in this room, in this conversation." David Whyte