Lately I’ve been thinking about the relationships I have in my life. In the past four years I’ve lived in three different places and soon I’ll be moving again. One part of me, the adventurous side, loves the movement. There’s something so refreshing about picking up your pieces and starting somewhere new. The other part of me, however, is getting tired of spreading myself so thin. It’s hard to make meaningful relationships with other people when you only know them for a short period of time. So I find myself trapped in this limbo of wanting to make new relationships while at the same time feeling like I’ve already exhausted that capacity. When I feel torn like that, I tend to shut down and I no longer try to foster relationships past or present. And I realize that is a really negative way to think about my life. Instead of feeling spread across different places, I should feel lucky that I have had the chance to meet so many beautiful people in so many different places. I am grateful for the people in my life. I really am. And the most important thing for me to do is to tell these people that I love them. That they are special. And that they have changed me. So that is what I am going to do. I am going to sit down and write one letter a day to every person that has made a difference in my life. Because I might not get that chance again.
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