Why Do Some Vanish From Our Lives?
Sometimes I think that the rings of a tree are the perfect metaphor for our lives. When you look at a tree from the outside the only thing we notice is how fat or skinny it is. How short or how tall. Sadly as humans we are not Sequoias spanning the ages and when our tree is cut and ceases to live we find the story of its growth between each ring. Some are pitifully narrow while others are wide signifying a lot of growth during one year of it's life. I think if I was a tree a close analysis would find one short period spanning a single year from 1987 to 1988 where there was enormous growth. I lived in Vienna, Austria during this time attending a foreign study program. After extensive research into foreign study possibilities I had decided on the Institute of European Studies. It seemed the perfect opportunity to combine living in Europe with cultural awakening, the forbidden cloak of Eastern European Communism and just being independent, far away from home. Eager to pursue