Sunday, March 13, 2011
Now 7 years later, I once again sit in my apartment surrounded by boxes, faced with the daunting task of culling through the bits and pieces of my life. Deciding what to pack, what to discard, what to give away. Once again, I am moving. Leaving a city that I have grown to love, a job that has been fun, challenging, and always rewarding. Leaving friends who made this crazy place feel like home, and leaving family who moved here themselves only few short years ago, as well.
Moving is always something that prompts introspection. Whether you want to or not. Lots of people have asked me "what will you miss?" When they ask that, they of course mean, what aspect of living in San Francisco will I miss after I leave. Of course there are lots of "things". Yet, like any big transition you find yourself looking more, at the difference between the person I was when I arrived here, and who it is, that will be leaving San Francisco in April. Older? Yes of course. Wiser? One would hope. I learned a lot about myself and life in general living here. Regrets? A few, but isn't that the case with all things in life?
Douglas Adams. In his series of books, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy", the main character, Arthur Dent, is a man who keeps having the most improbable things happen to him on nearly a daily basis. When he repeatedly asks others he encounters why all these crazy things always happen to him, invariably the person would shrug and reply; "Dunno.... It's a funny odd thing.... life."
I will confess, that over the years, I have often felt a lot like Arthur Dent. When I was a kid, growing up in South Central Wisconsin , I think it is safe to say (and those who 'knew me when', would probably agree.) I really didn't "fit in". My vocabulary, sense of humor and interests where always very different from that of my peers. I was into Monty Python, The Goon Show, and Douglas Adams. I hosted my own local television show, I watched Doctor Who, listened to movie soundtracks and knew all the lyrics to songs by Gilbert and Sullivan. In short, I was a funny odd kid.
So as I sort and pack for this move. I am grateful for everything that the past seven years has given me. Along with that gratitude is a great deal of excitement. One of my favorite composers is Stephen Sondheim. In his musical "Sunday in Park with George", there is a great song about change, and the mixed feelings we often have when facing it. Like Arthur Dent, like George, this funny, odd kid... is looking forward, and is excited to Move On.