Rushing Forward and Holding Back

There are officially 13 days left of instruction left in my high school career. A part of me (arguably, the larger part of me) wants to shout and celebrate at this realization. This year has been rough. Actually, all of high school has been rough, and it will be wonderful to be able to move forward - onto something new. However, I am surprised to find that within myself is also a small part that wishes to remain in high school forever, or at least for a while longer. I am starting to make friends at my school, the pace is familiar and - even when it is hard - it is manageable when I call on my past experience to reassure myself that I can handle whatever is thrown at me. Moving forward into college, I have no such "past experience" to rely upon. I am walking in blind, in a manner of speaking. That is nerve-wrecking, though I know I will eventually gain experience. It is also emotionally trying to leave the people and pattern which have become familiar.

In this way I have found myself to be counting the days until school is over and yet I know that a part of me will almost be sorry when it is. I guess this is a part of life, especially at my age - changing, growing, losing, and gaining. I believe the key is to enjoy each day and live each day to the fullest - leaving no room for regrets, yet also looking forward with anticipation and hope, eager for the future but living in the present. So as my high school days come to a close, I hope I will be able to work on fulfilling my own prescription.