Seasons of Change

Change.

If you’re anything like me, you hate this word. I don’t like change, unless I’m the one in control of it. Recently, there has been a lot of change in my life – some good and some not so good.

I’ve had to say goodbye to close people in my life, I’ve had to let go of some things, and I’ve gained some things in the process.

What always amazes me is how we handle change. There’s a season of mourning the loss when that change hurts. There’s a season of celebration when that change is joyful. And sometimes there’s a mix of both.

This past week held some tears as I said goodbye to a close friend, and this week, there’s a tremendous peace that even though the season has changed, it hasn’t ended.

It’s been a little bit of a wake up call to my heart though. Why do we always assume change means the end? Change typically makes me sad because I see change as the end of something.

A friend moving away doesn’t mean the end of a friendship, it just means the friendship changes. Maybe instead of seeing each other every week, you see each other once a month. Maybe instead of talking every day, you need to work a little harder at finding time in your schedule to catch up. But there’s no need for this huge swing of emotions we go through when change takes place.

I’m the first one to admit that I need to look at change more positively. Instead of looking at it as the end of something, I should be seeing it as an exciting opportunity to grow as an individual.

Okay, okay – “exciting” might be a bit of an exaggeration.

It won’t always be exciting to grow. In fact, sometimes it’s painful. Sometimes it’s not fun, but we’re better off in the long term because of it.

The truth is, change scares me because I don’t like losing people in my life. I seem to have a knack for getting close to people right before they move away. I joked with a friend that my lot in life seems to be getting close to people right before they leave. I say I joked, but honestly, that’s how I feel deep down.

In the last few weeks, I’ve had a couple close friends move to other states. You know what I’ve discovered? Distance means nothing when people are committed to a friendship. Long distance stinks regardless of how you slice it, but I think it’s possible to be closer to people living far away than those who are geographically closer.

What matters is the commitment.

Change is only scary if we make it scary. If we embrace the unknown as an opportunity for a new adventure, it’s not so bad. Change opens doors to opportunities. Change gives us the chance to discover something new about ourselves, and change offers us the ability to grow.

And when I look at change like that, it makes all the difference.

<3

Manda

 

 

1 Response
  • Anon
    January 21, 2018

    Full credit to you for being willing and able to make long distance friendships work, even when the change isn’t necessarily fun. I moved countries quite a bit in my younger years, and twice last year, for that matter, and sadly I’ve never had the heart or the skill to maintain the relationships. I’d be interested to hear any tips or suggestions you or any of your readers have for that, either in comments or a separate post.

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