I believe in that it is not only your will that shapes what you are, but also your environment and verbal and non-verbal behaviour. It is also the case with how you think. Being back in my hometown, I feel something fragile, nostalgic and sad. It is hard to remember how you grew up exactly and what you were thinking then if you’re busy working in another city. However, the smell of moist windchill, an oil heater burning and the taste of the stew reminds me of them so vividly that I feel as if I had left the town yesterday. Of course, it’s not and it’s not with the people. People age. No matter what we do, it is inevitable. I’m deeply grateful for the people around me growing up; my grandparents. They always welcome me with a huge affection whether I’m back from the elementary school or the university. They’ve formed what I am. Every time I come back, I realize they’re aging and ironically the more I realize it the bigger my gratitude becomes to them. Even though they surely age, their affection never changes and I do feel it. I might not have this feeling if I lived with them as I did until a high school student and I might not remember exactly how I’m feeling now when I’m back to my ordinary life, and yet I couldn’t stay on here. Well technically I could but it’s not for neither me and them.
Time is money. It seems I knew its meaning but didn’t realize it. The time left I have is not only for me and not given by the God, but by the people around me. Without them, I wouldn’t feel and think as I do. It is them that enables me to do so. Here comes my this year’s resolution; To appreciate the people around. I’m not saying to neglect my own life. I’m saying to appreciate them by doing what they will proud of me about. I know doing something for both myself and others has more powerful motivation than that only for myself. Now that the half of my 20’s is over, it’s time to return something little by little.