When you’re living the best days of you life, you’ll know it. I remember feeling anxious in high school whenever someone announced that ‘it doesn’t get better than this’ and ‘you’ll always remember these moments.’
During high school, I made happy memories with friends that I still call/text/snap-chat on a daily basis. But, to be honest, those four years don’t come close to being the best time of my life. And you know what? Neither does college or graduate school.
I’ve packed a lot of exploring and loving and learning and suffering into my short life. I’ve met amazing people, had wonderful adventures, and got myself into quite a few tricky situations.
The best part about all of those experiences, however, is that they combine to create an incredibly meaningful present. I look back at high school and college and the years before and after, and I’m thankful for the memories and the lessons and the people that got me to where I am today.
Hopefully, I’ll be able to write something similar in another 25 years. Isn’t it a happy thought that the best days of our lives haven’t happened yet?
Can I be honest and tell you that I didn’t intend to blog about anything written above? I was a volunteer judge for ‘Odyssey of the Mind’ this weekend, and the competition got me thinking how much I wished creativity conferences existed while I was in high school. My post was going to be about the need for creativity in schools and how we should push for programs that support imagination, but my wandering mind had other ideas.