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What is going on here?
I stumbled upon a photo album from freshman year today, tucked neatly away in the armoire in the famliy room. All I have to say is wow. 9th grade wasn’t a good year for me…awkward, still growing, discovering what I thought to be fashion sense…it was pretty terrible.
And yet.
In each of those photos I was surrounded by people whom I loved, and still love, dearly. My best friends were as close to me then as they are now, and that’ as reassuring as it is wonderful. These pictures were taken four years ago. Four years from now, I hope to be just as close with these amazing people…if not closer!
Calm
Counting your heartbeats since you were a child,
one of these days you’re bound to lose track.
Like the hat box your mother had filled with old photos,
faded, still memories begin to come back.
This had been the place where you’d spent all your summers
before you drifted away and your face started aging.
Those stars were the ones that you’d stared at each evening,
each morning the only real proof of time changing.
These cobblestone streets could never contain you
which is why you had mocking birds take you away
to that new sort of world where the clocks tick much quicker
and each person forgets who they are every day.
This is the time to be vaguely reminiscent
of ice cubes and lemonade at a quarter past eight.
These are the stars that you pray to each evening,
to go back to those summers of waking up late.
And now as I said concerning faith—faith is not to have a perfect knowledge of things; therefore if ye have faith ye hope for things which are not seen, which are true. - Alma 32; 21
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The Ending of Beginnings
Do you know that feeling you get when you finish a very long but very good book? That overwhelming sense of accomplishment, and yet a dull sadness at the fact that you’ve finished reading it and have to move on? Also, there’s that awkward unsure feeling; do you give the book away? sell it? Let it sit on a shelf and collect dust?
So, when a person walks across a stage wearing a funny square hat and an over-sized smock that makes one look as though they’ve been swallowed by a shadow monster, and someone hands them a piece of paper that says they’ve completed their compulsory K-12 education, what do they do now? What comes next?
I am so excited for this next chapter in my life.
I have no idea where it will take me.
