The sun sets every single day - no matter how badly we don't want it to - it sets, and then rises elsewhere. Life is both beautiful and tragic that way. We experience moments for, what seem like seconds and then they're over. Sometimes, freezing and pausing time seems like one of the best ideas. Sometimes, moments can become so amazing, comfortable, and memorable that we wish they didn't have to end at all. Growing out of everything you're so accustomed to is so terrifying. Yet, change is our only certainty.
Tonight, I sit on my bed, recollecting past times and smiling over the incredible individuals that helped paint my present and future. In my (almost) 19 years of life, I've been beyond blessed with all of the people and experiences I've lived through. Truly....
'Time makes you bolder; children get older, and I'm getting older too....'
They say, whomever 'they' are, that as time passes, we eventually forget about those impacting memories, all those insightful people that molded fragments of our life, and it all just becomes one huge, vague vagueness. I don't think that applies for me though. I never forget. Though, my surroundings change, the miles widen, the paths diverge - my heart stays in tact and keeps those memories and those individuals in a safe haven. I know that sounds cheesy, but my appreciation for my past will never seize... I am who I am because of it. I continue to learn because of how touched and inspired I was. I hold on to those warm, and fuzzy memories because at the end of the day, those warm, fuzzy feelings reassure me that it was real - it happened - and I was definitely not dreaming.
The sun sets - but alas, it also rises.
(a nice song to conclude this post) :-)
