Just kidding, high school grads....congrats, but seriously, it just gets harder from here!
As I looked back this year, it struck me just how much had changed in such a (relatively speaking) short period of time. It made me realize that, after the days of high school hallways, textbooks, and backpacks, there was still a world of knowledge I had to uncover on my own, without all of the help of others guiding the way. Of course, that's the way life teaches lessons a lot of the time, and I know without a doubt that there was a part of me that was too stubborn to have listened had someone spoke these little bits of wisdom to me at a young age. Even so, life has taken many changes, and it got me to thinking about the lessons I've learned and the ways in which my outlook, my goals, and my plans have changed.
I think the hardest lesson for me (the competitive perfectionist) to learn was that I wasn't always going to be the best, and that life doesn't always take a straight path. From the time I was young, I always set sky-high goals and placed a great deal of pressure on myself. I have a pretty good memory of these days, but luckily for me, I'm also a word/memory hoarder, and I have a ton of journals from this time in my life. As I reflected a bit on who I wanted to be and what I wanted to do at that stage in my life, I decided to pull one off of the shelf and read through it.
There, tucked in the pages of teenage angst, sports stories, really bad poetry, and teenage drama, I found a gem. In an entry dated March 20th of my senior year in high school, I found a list I had made of things I wanted to accomplish/experience. I laughed as I read some of them, and shook my head at others. Some of them, though, are things that still stir something deep within me, as they were goals I had long held and have since achieved. There were twenty to-do's on the list. Of the twenty, I've done thirteen of them. Three of them are things I would never again consider as something I would want to do, knowing the things I know now (and knowing that life is really thrilling enough without seeking some of the crazier thrills), there are two things I'd still consider doing, and two that are very much still goals I hold that have just not quite been met yet.
The fact of the matter is that this long road to achieving some of those things would not have been acceptable to the idealistic 18-year-old I once was. On top of that, I've made some pretty big mistakes that I think would have shocked the naive little girl I was back then. I've traveled a bit of an unconventional path, I've changed goals, I've lost touch with people I once thought I'd always be friends with, and I've grown up. That's the most important thing. Life is not stagnant, and if anything, going through memory lane reminds me that as life changes, we must change, too. Sometimes, that means that the things we want and strive for also transform. Sometimes, it means that we're going to take the wrong path, make mistakes, fail, and fall on our faces. But, it's all a part of life, a part that we take for granted a lot.
Some things change....like the fact that, thank goodness, these glasses are no longer in style (or maybe they never were, but I digress...)
We tend to take for granted those hard times--not in their power or intensity, but definitely in their importance in shaping who we are. Those times when we're uncertain, down and out, feeling like a failure, or completely missing the boat are the times in which personal growth is at our fingertips. They're the opportunities to better ourselves, to learn what really matters, and to move forward. These are the important times, and that is the biggest thing that memory lane has taught me in life.
Unpredictably good, unpredictably bad, or unpredictably crazy...it's a journey.
I think this is important to note, because all too often, I hear people say that they think they've let down the younger version of themselves. Overall, I think that 18-year-old me would shake her head in disbelief at some of the stories I've accumulated, but I also don't think I've let down that little dreamer girl. While I think it's important to remember who we were and where we came from, I think it's also important for us to offer ourselves a little understanding. Even if we took a different path than we thought we were going to, it's okay. Life changes. Priorities change. Dreams change. We change. Aside from all that, I've recently viewed the bucket list of a seemingly bright 18-year-old, and I'm still shaking my head at some of the things I listed as life goals. Sure, the rooftop kiss I had listed on that bucket list was incredible, and yes, graduating from college was an important step in my life. But, honestly, do I really need to jump out of an airplane? No...and I'm not sure what part of me ever thought that was an experience I needed to have to be successful or fulfilled in life.
And, unlike our 18-year-old selves, it's probably never again acceptable to just randomly sport a tiara.
Essentially, we can all get caught up in the 'good old days,' and I think that sometimes that's therapeutic. But, we cannot afford to discredit our journeys, the ones that took us far from those 'good old days,' shaped us, taught us, hurt us, grew us, and made us. We are not who we were when we threw those caps in the air, and personally, I'm quite grateful for that. It's been on crazy ride, and I can't wait to see what the next seven years have to bring.
Thankfully, though, memory lane also holds gems like this one, and also thankfully, some things don't change--like the friends who remain an important (and still silly) part of your life!