come and go

As I've gotten older, more and more people have left my life. I've learned to accept that it's bittersweet. There is difficulty in accepting certain situations in our lives, such as knowing when friends have outgrown me or when I have outgrown them. There is a difference between the two, but the main similarity is that both are hard pills to swallow. This complicates the transition from being young and naïve to becoming a fully-fledged adult—still naïve, just in different ways. In this transition, we become beaten, broken, celebrated, loved, and admired. As this happens, we begin to grow apart from people in our lives. Our circle becomes tighter, our hours more sacred, and our priorities shift; for most, these priorities are money, children, a lover, and at times self-exploration. We realize not everyone in our lives serves these priorities, and they don't need to.

Eventually, we all turn into servants, whether of work—working endlessly for financial gain without an hour to spare for love—or servants of the tribe: family life, raising children, getting married, and hopefully having engaged by then in some self-exploration. And for certain individuals, they become servants of love every day, seeking love in ways that render money meaningless and eventually realizing they are too self-explored to want children.
What are you a servant of?