In the book I read as a kid, Chicken Soup for the Soul, I read an entry, which I have seen on social media several times since:
First, I was dying to finish high school and start college.
And then, I was dying to finish college and start working.
And then, I was dying to marry and have children.
And then, I was dying for my children to grow old enough for school.
And then, I was dying to retire.
And now, I am dying...
and suddenly, I realize I forgot to live...
-Anonymous
Submitted by Nicole Zablocki
I was dying to finish high school. I was dying to grow up. I've thought of this book entry many times while in school. Despite the many different parts of high school that I will be glad to be moving on from, there are many things that I was dying to be finished with, that I will dearly miss.
As school and sports wind down, I am glad to have known this poem. It taught me to value the difficult, rough, and crazy situations we are all in, and to enjoy the experiences. I find it very challanging to not get caught up in wishing my time away on the future. Reading this poem helps me realize how important and valuable living in the moment is.
I'll miss, and hope to carry on, the wonderful friendships that I have made with y'all, and I will think fondly upon all of the great years I have shared with everyone.
