If you're like me, you've been anticipating the Gilmore Girls revival. After all, it's a religion lifestyle. Don't worry, I won't spoil anything! I simply want to talk to you about...well, a little bit about me.
I've always admired Rory Gilmore. I wanted to be someone quite similar to her: strong, wise, with a passion for life, books (and coffee) and someone who spoke her mind. Luckily I have found, over the years, pieces of her personality influenced who I am.
"Its a little odd to notice a resemblance between you and a fictional character." Yes, yes it is. But we all do it, don't we?
You grow up with fictional characters: their adventures and stories. Perhaps when you've grown, you realize those people made a greater impact on who you are than you imagined.
I looked to Rory when my best friend and I fought or when she couldn't decide who to choose. I saw her study habits and her ability to use wit instead of harshness. I admired these qualities and aspired to be as gracious and outspoken as she. Although, I have failed for many reasons. Including (and above all), she has a perfectly rehearsed script, whereas I am merely figuring it out as I go. Shocking, I know.
Though I have noticed and experienced moments and relationships quite similar to the Gilmore's, I'm stuck. I graduate college in May. I will receive a piece of paper granting the ability to work in an entry-level job. It's safe to say I have all but panicked about who I am going to become by the beginning of summer. I could be anyone at this point, yet I have no idea who I want to be.
How does this feeling in the pit of my stomach connect to the revival? I suppose I was hoping to see inspiration or hope or any sign of where I should go. For instance, I worked in London recently and having fell in love with the city, have applied for a few jobs abroad. Well if you saw the trailer, then you may have noticed a quick glance of London. If you're thinking I, an educated and intelligent woman, saw the London skyline, jumped out of my seat and yelled "It's a sign!", you would be correct. This happened...I'm not entirely proud, but it happened.
So here I am, watching the revival, (marathon style) and all I could think was it's okay. I'm lost and I don't have a firm plan anymore, but it's okay! After a few tears and lots of rocky road, I realized I will be fine. What's slightly more comforting, is knowing I'm not the only student nervous about post-graduation life.
Friends, we're going to be alright and we'll impact the world. If someone is telling you, you can't...well, you don't need the negativity. You need support, encouragement and someone who will follow where you lead.
Find your inner Gilmore, take chances, search for wisdom and please...pull your head out of your phone and live.
