And the Beat Goes On…

Hi, Everyone!

I’ve had plenty time to think about this weird feeling that I’ve had since Sunday. As you know, I talked to my mom about this different vibe that I’ve been feeling since I’ve been home. I don’t know how else to explain it, but I just feel like a pilgrim in a strange land. Is that normal? I mean, L.A. is my home and it always will be, but I feel like I’m either out of touch or out of place. Heck, I even feel like a giant in my bedroom, which is ironic, considering that I’m four feet eleven inches tall. Mom tried to convince me that I was just making a big fuss over nothing, and Dad further assured me that I had nothing to worry about, but yet and still, this weird vibe that I have won’t go away… that is, until I talked to the one woman who is not only the eldest, but is also full of wise counsel.

In explaining my dilemma to Gramma Jewel, I noticed that she only said “Mm-hmm” and “Hmm.” Finally, I asked the ultimate question: “Is something wrong with me?”

Gramma Jewel simply chuckled and broke it down to me with her wisdom, like I’ve always known her to do.

“Tasha, what it all boils down to is this: Everything looks so different to you because it is different. You’ve broken out of your comfort zone and pretty much taken that first step into adulthood. And even more so than that, deep down in your heart of hearts, you know that you’ve got unfinished business at Rust. That, in a nutshell, explains why you feel like a pilgrim in a strange land. But just remember this, Bright Eyes: The more things change, the more they stay the same.”

I keep tryin’ to tell y’all: Gramma Jewel be knowin’ what she be talkin’ about. She is absolutely right—I do have unfinished business to take care of at Rust. It’s funny how I didn’t think about that until after I spoke to Gramma Jewel. And the more I think about it, Mom was right on the button when she said that I was worryin’ about nothin’. And here I was, trippin’ and carryin’ on, thinking that something was wrong with me. I tell you—it’s a blessing to have a loving family that cares so much about me.

Well, I’ll tell y’all this: Even though a part of me cannot wait to return to Rust College, I will continue to enjoy every moment of my Christmas vacation, and my stay here in Cali. And I also want to point out that Gramma Jewel and I talked for almost three hours last night, but it was so worth it.

Until tomorrow, I’ll holla later!

Hugs & Kisses,

Natasha