Where does the time go? Behind us, or in front…it all depends on which way we are looking – Belgarath the Sorcerer
In the shuffle of departure it occurred to me only this morning that the day before yesterday marked my second anniversary as a ship girl.
Where has the time gone indeed?
There is a lot that I would like to say, but in truth this past two years has been such a blur, and so much of me has changed that I wouldn’t even know where to start. I don’t know if I ever even expected to stay with this for two years, I certainly didn’t intend to end up on the flagship, didn’t aim to be part of such an amazing team – I was just a girl who was lost, with no idea of where she was going and far too many memories of where she’d been.
Since then I’ve…become a lot of things. Changed a lot of things…and perhaps in another year I’ll reexamine things again and decide that it’s time to hang up the gypsy-sails, just like it was once time to hang up the dance training (for a while anyway)….the one thing I did promise myself at the end of last year is that I would re-examine my life once in a while and decide whether or not I was still where I wanted to be. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that ‘settling’ should never be an option.
How do you measure a year? I find it’s best to do it in the way the song says…measure in love.
And despite the ups, downs, pain and extreme confusion of this year…there has been a helluva lot of love.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a plane to catch in the morning…