The Last Day Of The Beginning Of My Life

There aren't a lot of moments in your life that you know are milestones. Other than the obvious ones such as the birth of a child, your wedding day, etc. However, I knew a moment I was in marked the last day of the beginning of my life.

For me it was August 25th, 2008. That night as I laid sleepless, knowing that I was closing one chapter of my life, and beginning a new one. It's hard to express how that night felt without deluding the experience. I realized that night would be the last of my youth, or simply everything that had accumulated to what the days after would bring.

Fully aware of such an experience, I consciously attempted to soak it all in, taking advantage of a rare life experience. I'm glad I was restless that night. There was no way I'd be able to sleep with my mind racing anxiously like a man on his death bed with only minutes to live.

A month and a half since that moment, I feel the same, if not more strongly, that that night will always be seen as a life transition. Wondering what the next month and a half would bring has been completely true. The life I live now has seemed increasingly detached to my first life period. I don't know if I call it maturing since people don't just wake up "mature". I just see it as a new chapter. I see one life that has ended, and now have begun a new one.

I implore you to evaluate the circumstances of your life. To know what stage of your life you are in, and if a change is approaching. Life is fast and uncontrollable in so many ways. If anything, when you notice a life changing moment, you give yourself a better chance of reconciling your past and preparing for the future.

This is all hard to explain, but I'll try it this way. It's strange to be a part of your own funeral.