The Future

     Hello lovely reader. I hope this post finds you well. I have recently had a lot of time to do some deep thinking. In fact I have so much on my mind and going through my brain I find it hard to put down in words. Since summer began my life has not been that eventful. A lot of sleeping in, babysitting, and a little bit of fun has what it has mostly consisted of. I have had a lot of time to think and begin to plan for what this coming school year has to hold. I am hopeful. Hopeful that my senior year of high school is filled with laughter, love, and memories. That through every happy, sad, and anger filled moment that I continue to seek God in everything that I do.
     One thing I have realized this summer thus far is just how much I need to enjoy the little things. I realize that in a years time my mom won’t be there to comfort me when I am upset. That I won’t be able to have random movie nights with my parents. That I’m not going to be able to walk in after school and see bandit. Everything is about to change. While I am so ready to meet fresh faces and start clean. Part of me wants to hold on the high school and the comfort that comes with it. I am optimistic though. I know that I will have those core friends that I hold on to. However, I may not ever see the faces of some of my classmates again. That to me is scary. This small bubble I have grown up in is about to pop. So while I am eager to jump ahead and go onto new adventures, I am going to really just take in and make memories that will last a life time this summer and upcoming school year. But for now I will not rush through summer to school time. I will soak up what I have left of summer and milk it for all its worth.
“We’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are.” – Bill Watterson

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This picture is a very accurate depiction of my summer.


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