Being a senior in high school, I know that I will be going off to college next year (at least that is what my plan is). The reality of me going off to college really hadn’t hit me until I was standing in the middle of our homecoming football game. I looked around and saw all of the guys’ body’s painted yellow and gold, the shiny purple pom-poms flashing in front of the crowd. The pretty girls were all done up standing in the middle of the stands, the cute football players on the field and all of my friends kind of on the side laughing and having a good time.
It was my very last Johnston homecoming football game I will ever be at. I will never experience this game ever again. And I just stood there, taking it all in. Breathing in the cool, newly autumn air. Everybody was screaming and chanting but I just stood there. In silence. At peace. In this moment, I came to terms with the fact that a transition is to come. Something huge. As the seasons change by next fall, my life will be changing as well. I’ll be in a whole different town, in an unfamiliar school, surrounded by all new people.
So there I was, standing in the football stadium, and it hit me. This will be a full year of a lot of ‘lasts’.
When did it hit you??