Let’s close the door.

5 years later I am able to write about this. 5 years ago I was starting college and now I am less than a month away from graduation. 5 years ago I started to understand many things in life.
I was 18 when I arrived to my grandma’s house along with my sister and mom. We’ve been living here for a little bit more than 5 years, it’s been nice but also difficult. I have learned the real meaning of tolerance, community and respect. When you share space with more people, whether family or not, it’s difficult to give up some privacy (if not most of it) and learn how to mold yourself to the circumstances and people around you without changing who you really are.
During these 5 years I have become a more patient person and definitely a more comprehensive one. It is not the same to arrive home while feeling down knowing you have to face more people and you can’t close the door of your room and cry or just stare at the ceiling. It’s not the same to arrive to your place and not someone else’s while you feel extremely happy and you have to chill down because the rest want silence, or have a headache. It’s not bad or good, it’s just not your choice.With it comes a learning curve.
I am thankful for these five years living here, I received a lot of family love and I feel like I grew a lot on what I mentioned before. Now I know that if I ever have to face another situation again of sharing a place with many people, it won’t be that hard for me.
Now it’s time to close the door of this chapter and start a new one, with hopefully more freedom and sense of belonging. Goodbyes are hard, but moving on is necessary, change is a must and memories will always exist.

