As an upcoming senior, the realization I am going to be facing many things for the final time has been hitting me hard.
So many things I take for granted are suddenly going to be occurring for the last time, and I don’t know if I’m ready for it.
I’m not ready for my last first day of school. I’m not ready to score my last point in my final volleyball game. I’m not ready to leave these halls for good. There are going to be so many last firsts. So many first lasts.
But that doesn’t change the fact that it’s happening.
I’m going to have my last first day of high school. I’m going to score my last point. I’m going to leave those halls.
I can’t stop any of these things from happening. I can’t freeze time and I don’t have a rewind button. But I do have the ability to appreciate every last second of my high school career.
I don’t want to find myself one day asking why I didn’t appreciate what I had right in front of me. I don’t want to realize the moments I once thought were equivalent to nothing, were some of the greatest memories I could ever have.
At least not when it’s already too late.
Time is a man-made idea created to organize human life. Hence the idea that you can’t get time back. You can’t get more time. You can’t stop time. It’s impossible. Which is why it is so important to appreciate every single living, breathing, moment, especially as a large chapter in your life is about to end.
For me, that large chapter just happens to be the end of everything I’ve ever known.
For what seems like forever, I’ve found myself stuck in the same, sometimes incredibly boring, school routine: Go to school, have some classes, go to lunch, have some more classes, go home.
As a kid in elementary school, I remember not being able to wait to be in middle school. By the time middle school rolled around, high school seemed like a distant dream. And now I can truthfully say I’m not ready to move on to college.
So many of my fellow peers complain day after day and continuously ramble on about how they can’t wait to graduate. I, on the other hand, don’t feel the same.
After years upon years of wishing to be older, I’m starting to understand that wishing away your life doesn’t get you anywhere. It just takes away from all of the things you could be appreciating now. I wish I could have told my middle school self to appreciate every little moment. I would have told myself that every little moment matters.
So this year, I have set a goal for myself to appreciate as much as I possibly can, and I encourage you to do so as well. Whether you’re just starting high school, about to graduate, or have already made it through the majority of your life, every moment matters. Take it all in. And most importantly, don’t wish for something that is inevitably coming anyway.
I want you to understand that one day the clock is going to stop ticking in the same rhythm you thought it would stay in forever. Don’t regret not appreciating that rhythm.