22nd
Is change all that necessary?
© Michelle Bollman
Published Lee Clarion, Jan. 2009
Read the editorial online, here.
Change has come.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve never been a fan of change.
Whether it be a new semester, a new year, a new job, a new chapter, a new person or a new home, I’ve always been a believer of the saying “why fix something that isn’t broken?” Let’s just say that I only like “new” things when it comes to shopping for clothes.
For example, I was content with my previous job, I loved doing it and I didn’t see the point in changing, because I didn’t see anything that really warranted the change.
My hate for change is ironic, however. Being the news and politics junkie that I am, it’s just a purely satirical time to be a registered Democrat.
Change simply scares me. The thought of the word itself scares me and I avoid it at all costs.
The foremost reason that I can think of for why I don’t like change is that I hate having to get used to something all over again. I like knowing my boundaries, knowing the “do’s and don’ts” and knowing my responsibility. Change makes me reevaluate all of this; it throws me into the air and expects me to find my feet, and the ground, by myself.
The inaugural events themselves are to celebrate bringing in the new and sending out the old. Though the official ceremony was flawless, though Obama’s speech was historic and though the hours that I watched history happen will never be replaced, my negative perception of change still loomed in the back of my mind.
Not changing is my way of controlling the circumstances around me and what I’m involved in. Believe me, God has tested and fought with me over control for a while now. I’m starting to meet him in the middle. And that’s still hard.
Though I’m one of the people who made up the majority that elected Obama as our president, the unknown still frightens me.
Not because I feel he might screw up our country or he might say the wrong thing to the wrong country and we’ll be bombed or because of the threat of terrorism, but simply because it is out of my control.
The next four years and the future of our country are really out of my control.
However, the one thing I am confident in is the fact that my hate for change won’t go away in the next four years. And whether it be four or eight years before we have the next inauguration, I’ll have the same helpless thoughts.