I have one more month before I graduate.
One month before I turn 18.
My friends are graduating and leaving.
All sorts of things are changing.
Change isn’t always bad.Sometimes it seems like a little much. But things have to change eventually. So let’s embrace it.
One of the hardest parts of graduating is everyone else graduating. And leaving. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I’m staying in Alaska. Golden Boy is here. It’s hard watching your friends go though.
My best friend of 13 years is moving 5,000 miles away to go to school. I try to be excited for her. It must be nerve-wracking to think about. Somewhere new, new people, school. Crazy. I don’t want her to leave. But at the same time I’m excited that she gets to do something entirely new.
Another of my friends graduated early and is moving away at the beginning of May. And if ever I had a girlfriend to do girly things with, it’s her. She’s the one I go shopping with, watch chick flicks and horror movies, dare her to go talk to the cute guy, dress up just to go to Blockbuster, all that stuff. After she leaves, I won’t have that around anymore.
But she’s excited to leave. It’s a real adventure. She can’t wait. So even though I’m sad about this too, I’m happy for her and her excitement.
And then there’s me. I’m working this summer again. The Hoopla- Chiatto is returning. (If you have no clue what a Hoopla-Chiatto is, you obviously need to be educated here. ) I’m really excited about it, and excited to find a full or part time job this fall to work while Princess is out of season. I’m looking forward to putting away money.
Lots of change is coming up. But I’m oddly peaceful about it. I know that God is directing things where they ought to go. Everything is going to turn out alright. Here’s to a new chapter, guys. Cheers.