of the way we were.......(it's a me and Patrice thing)
I was picking up and rearranging some things in my home office when I came across a leather journal. I used to write a ton and have a bunch of half filled journals, but I couldn't remember what was in that particular one so I opened it up to see what was in it.
When I went to field camp in 2003, I was shopping with some of the other girls and we saw these leather bound journals. We thought it might be fun to buy them and have people write in them, sort of like year books at the end of the school year.
What I found in my little leather bound journal was a snap shot of the end of field camp, after spending 6 weeks with the same 17 people out in the wilderness. As I read through each entry I was temporarily transported back 5.5 years. I could hear the voice and laughter of each author in my head.
The whole experience was intensly nostalgic. I miss camping with my geology buddies! Besides field camp, I went on many a field trip and camping trip with the people who also went to my field camp. I miss going to random road out crops and finding great rocks. I miss the days where going on a 5 day camping trip was required.
I've been camping twice in the past 1.75 years. I don't know any other geologists in Colorado. I worked so much last summer that when I was home, I was too tired to do anything.
My life is going in more directions than I ever thought possible. I don't regret the dicisions I made and the actions I took to get where I am now.
What I am realizing though is that I need to sit down and really evaluate the things I want in my life, and what priority those things will take. By nature I try to do everything, which is cool because I have done and tried a bunch of different things. I don't know if I will ever stop trying to everything, but I think I need to allow myself to take time for things like camping that I'd like to do a lot more of.
It's funny that just reading through that journal allowed me to totally change my perspective on my life in such a short time.
I'm thinking too much at the moment to write coherently...thanks for reading!
3 comments:
I'm sorry things are the way they are right now. I moved to New Mexico because I use to come backpacking here every year for years. Since moving here, I've camped ONCE.
Growing up sucks.
Get out there and enjoy yourself :)
I remember those journals! It is so great that y'all thought of doing that and then you actually looked at it years later. I miss those times too.
Ditto to Bobbie: Get out there.
Find some outdoorsy peeps.
Growing up does kind of suck...
The sad thing is that I know outsoorsy people...I just don't go outdoors with them:(
That will change!
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