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6.11.2004
Whoever said life was an adventure wasn't kidding. In the five days since graduation, I have had lived what seems like a life. There are no more ropes suspending me, tethering me to the ground that holds me prisoner. I am a new being, born without fear of flying or heights in general. I see my future and fear encompasses me, but a fire from deep within keeps my momentum from slowing and my mind from wandering. To be afraid is one thing, but to be sad is another. I'm not afraid of leaving, but rather of leaving behind love ones and eternal friends, who serve as life lines in this mountain climb I call my life.
My heart ached the other day. Something I loved in my life changed forever and there is no way things can go back to before. I find myself remember fun-filled nights together, and before I know it, a smile is formed across my lips. Ahhh...the wonders which lay within memories. How quick a memory can change the tide of a day, either for the better or the worse. However, with the memories comes age, wisdom, and eventually, the loss of such memories. Isn't it ironic that something we work all our life for is something we lose as life progresses? Maybe that is just the way life works.
Care Bear @ 11:08 PM | comment
cmharrison@mckendree.edu
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