Wednesday, September 2, 2015

The Things I Carried

When we were assigned this topic in class, I had no idea what I really wanted to write about. There have been so many events in my life that I feel like I carried some physical as well as some emotional weight, but I couldn't think of one that really impacted me deeply. Instead of first picking a topic, I started to think of some things that I carry every day, and then an event came to me. Here I have written a list of the things I carried when I left college after freshman year to return home. 

  • My suitcases
  • My purse (two actually, one was filled with underwear)
  • My wallet
  • My teddy bear
  • My blanket
  • My hangover
  • Pictures I had printed out and hung on my walls throughout the year
  • Fear that I would come back and things might not be the same with the friends I had made
  • Sadness to leave New Orleans
  • Excitement to return home to my family and spend the summer with them
  • Uncertainty of how much I would want to hang out with the people I had hung out with in high school when I got home
  • Anticipation of summer vacations and trips I would take with my family
  • Regret that I had not savored every single small moment with all of my friends at Loyola
I think that as I started to write my list with no real direction, I started to thing about how heavy the weight of all those very normal things became that day that I left. Everything felt a little bit heavier, because I was feeling so many things at the same time. 
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  1. UnknownSeptember 2, 2015 at 1:59 PM

    I had a very similar experience after my freshman year! Except I carried more negative attitudes toward my family, but was so excited that I finally had a break from homework.

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  2. Javier SanchezSeptember 2, 2015 at 6:33 PM

    I also had a lot of trouble thinking what to write about. I probably spent more time thinking about it than actually writing. I just ended up doing an analysis on the reading since the most significant move I had from one place to another was when I came to live in the U.S. from Mexico, and that was five years ago so I could only remember so much.

    As for your list, I understand those feelings of doubt and acceptance regarding the people you are leaving behind and the ones you are returning to. Although, I always suggest to never forget about anyone who was once considered a friend because you never know when you may need them or they may need you. Then again, loyalty is my favorite human principle so I´m very passionate about it. Also, I can only hope the hangover didn´t make the weight twice as heavy!

    I enjoyed the list.

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