In exactly 6 months and 4 days, I will be walking across a stage accepting my diploma. I will officially be a college graduate. Writing that sentence literally made my heart jump into my throat. The past almost four years have brought me many highs and lows…I always try to look to the highs. I’ve been blessed by so many people and experiences, and it truly is crazy to me how fast time goes and how every instance in your life influences the next. Which brings me to my next thought…
For as long as I can remember, I always wanted to speed up time. The day after each birthday I would instantly think that I was almost whatever age was the next year. I was never content with what was reality. There was always something better in the following chapter. This has been a flaw of mine since day one. We can’t wait to be out of school rather than being delighted in the fact that adulthood hasn’t caught up to us yet, we want to be engaged or married rather than just being thankful that we have found our person so young, we want to live in a fancier house rather than being thankful that we have a roof over our heads…the list can go on. So now, in 13 days Kay and I will be 22, and this year I have made a promise to myself. Whatever my twenty-second year brings me, I’m going to embrace every minute of it. As hard as I know it will be, I’m going to be content with what life brings me and remember how beautiful this life is. Even more importantly, I will cherish what my reality is because, like all things, it doesn’t last forever. It is never our timing, and it’s a blessing that it never will be. God writes the chapters of our story–not us, and He is the best author.
