Standby...

I pushed pause on life a few months ago.

For a woman who is used to being occupied at every moment of the day, pushing pause isn’t an easy thing. A productive member of society is not defined singularly, yet I cannot to claim to be a productive member of society by any definition.

This moment of my life is my first standby frame.

I grew up playing musical instruments, participating in sports, and academically inclined. I loved trying new activities and through this made community service a staple in my life. I always had a bright social life. Remaining active throughout college, I decided that I couldn’t move back home after graduating deciding instead to move across the world to South Africa.

But moving back home came eventually.

I returned to Chicago from South Africa about six months ago, after having lived in Johannesburg for over two years. Every moment there was a new adventure because it had to be-- living on my own, finding my own way, constantly finding and confronting new opportunities to learn. And though life away from home was not an unrestricted utopia, I feel a deep connection with my life abroad.

And every cliche comes to and end.

Like many of my peers, I have learned that returning to the familiar can be just as difficult as discovering the unfamiliar. Since I made the decision to move back to my childhood home in order to be closer to family, I didn’t have a job lined up for me before I moved. I decided that this time off would be a good time to focus on other aspects of life besides professional development. I would put in some applications to graduate school while being supportive and present for family members.

Instead, I found myself starting over.

Most of my time feels like I am waiting. Waiting for something to happen, for my path to take me somewhere, for family to support me, for life. Everyday I wait, I feel my person fading. Yet, despite my restlessness, I cannot seem to pull myself out of my rut.

I’ve finished the law school applications, joined groups to meet new people and made concerted efforts to spend time with family. I am writing a business plan for an organization that I would like begin building during my time in graduate school. I have set goals and am taking a small step toward them everyday.

And still...