I guess I better get used to this. . . time flying and starting to feel like I can't catch up. It's just that with so much that's going on, I feel like I don't have time for me. But I guess that is what this is. . . a little time for me. So many things have changed throughout the course of this year. I finished one year of college, helped establish an organization on campus, met a lot of ppl- most of whom I feel blessed to be friends with. . .
However, it wasn't all happy. I also lost an uncle soon after coming home from school. It was wierd. I was so upset when I found out that he died. It may sound selfish, but I was mad that I didn't get to tell him about my year- accomplishments that occurred and lessons I'd learned. A friend told me that I could just find a place and tell him everything there. My own personal space. Well. . . the day after we found out about my uncle's death, I helped chaperone a field trip w/ my mom. The second part of the day took place at an amusement park. There, I went on a ride, where you sit on a bench that glides through the air. It overlooks a great portion of the park and gives the effect of flying. I had been on it for a minute, when I remembered what my friend said. So, I just started thinking about everything that I would have told my uncle. EVERYTHING! And when it was all over, I felt like my mission was complete. I don't know for sure whether he knows what I wanted to say, but I hope he knew how much he was loved.
So, as another school year approaches, I need to re-evaluate myself and see what I can change. There's always room for improvement. Hopefully, with improvement. . . will come success.
However, it wasn't all happy. I also lost an uncle soon after coming home from school. It was wierd. I was so upset when I found out that he died. It may sound selfish, but I was mad that I didn't get to tell him about my year- accomplishments that occurred and lessons I'd learned. A friend told me that I could just find a place and tell him everything there. My own personal space. Well. . . the day after we found out about my uncle's death, I helped chaperone a field trip w/ my mom. The second part of the day took place at an amusement park. There, I went on a ride, where you sit on a bench that glides through the air. It overlooks a great portion of the park and gives the effect of flying. I had been on it for a minute, when I remembered what my friend said. So, I just started thinking about everything that I would have told my uncle. EVERYTHING! And when it was all over, I felt like my mission was complete. I don't know for sure whether he knows what I wanted to say, but I hope he knew how much he was loved.
So, as another school year approaches, I need to re-evaluate myself and see what I can change. There's always room for improvement. Hopefully, with improvement. . . will come success.
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