Why I Came Back

The best thing happened to me today. I found one of my favorite, life-changing books of all time, The Alchemist. For years, I thought I’d lost that book forever and for some unknown reason I refused to buy new copy…okay maybe my stubbornness may have been a factor; however, that’s beside the point. I learned something very valuable to who I am as a person — almost profound maybe. The book talks about one boys’ journey in finding his calling, the path that he is meant to follow and fulfill. There’s setbacks, accomplishments, lessons, new characters, a test of his faith, you name it. He pushed through and overcame; and while I feel it’s important for anyone to be as resilient as he was, there’s a greater, much deeper connection this story holds for me. When I read it, I was on the verge of making the scariest decision of my life. I was moving 3,000 miles away from home, on my own, not a clue how things would end up. However, I did it. My calling, my destiny was somewhere ahead. I didn’t know where, but I knew where I had to go to find it. It’s years later, I’ve moved back home and I’m still searching for that calling. To be quite honest, I feel as though I have accomplished nothing and that’s okay. The ups and downs were like nothing I could ever imagine and I’ve wanted to give up for quite some time, but little did I know that that was the best part. There’s something about knowing where you currently are may not be where you’re meant to be. Much like in the story, there’s moral, a lesson to be learned — I have yet to learn mine and that too is okay.


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