Life has a funny way of never working out the way you think it will. Had my life gone according to plan, I would be living in Greenwich village with a Scottish Terrier named Zeus and would probably be working a job that made me ridiculously miserable, but paid an outrageous salary.
Luckily for me, life decided to pull me in another direction. One that includes an adorable baby girl who lights up my world, and the sweetest man who, thankfully, can still stand being around me.
Today I realized my time as a college student is rapidly coming to an end. I now have 3 short hours to say goodbye to an institution that has been a huge part of my life for the past five years.
So what's next?
Who know's? That's the beautiful thing about life. We never truly know what's at the end of that tunnel. I do know one thing for certain--I have absolutely no intention of packing away my books and letting them collect dust. I suppose that's one of the most common misconceptions about college and learning. People automatically assume that once you've graduated you've learned everything that there is to know.
To me, graduation is only the beginning. I have every intention of taking advantage of the extra free time. Maybe I'll finally learn German, or Spanish, or both.
Maybe I'll finally have time to find a person willing to publish my book. Maybe I'll write another. Maybe I'll do all the things I every dreamed of. And maybe I'll do nothing. I suppose this is the great paradox of life. I know exactly what I'm leaving behind, but I have no idea what lies ahead.
This is both thrilling and terrifying. But I'm okay with that. If it's one thing that my time on this beautiful planet has taught me, it's that sometimes the things that scare you the most are the things that are worth fighting for.