Monday, May 21, 2012

A Bit of Poetic-ness

I feel like a lazyhead when I don't blog, because I'm terrible at keeping a journal and this is a good substitute. I hereby resolve to do one or the other. I like this one, because I can type a lot faster than I can write. Although I do like keeping a journal. Hmm.

Anyhoozle, here's life. I'm graduating from high school on Thursday. I have very mixed feelings on this subject. I feel ancient and learned in many a way, but in a lot more ways I feel very tiny and young and inexperienced. I'm so excited to move on to a new stage of life, but I'm also scared half to death. I'm enthusiastically awaiting meeting my new roommates and making new college friends, but I can't begin to fathom what I'm going to do without the friends I've made in high school.

In all seriousness, I'm clinging to these last three days with every fiber of strength in my body. It's definitely not the actual high school I'm going to miss; it's the people. It's the memories. It's the love and happiness I've found in unexpected corners. When I close my eyes, I see the smiling faces of the friends I've come to know and honestly truly love. I want to cry (and sometimes do) when I think that I won't ever see some of you again after this year. Time and life will send us along very different paths, and I'm sure I'm going to lose friends in that awful vortex of growing up. I just can't believe it's already come to this.

 But in spite of all that, I really am just overwhelmed with love and gratitude for you. You, my darling friends, are the icing on the cake. You are my roses in summer, you are my snow in winter, you are the sunshine in my sky and the four-leaved-clovers in my field. You are bubbles and stars and warm breezes. You are hugs and tears and ukelele chords. You are brand new laces on old sneakers and lilacs outside the window. You are fuzzy purple blankets and surprise brownies on the porch. You are anchors and nets and easy chairs. You are wet grass and trees on the mountain. You are the Harry to my Ron and the Anne to my Diana. You are what makes my life beautiful. I'll never forget you, because you have made me who I am. Thank you for these years and memories; they've been amazing. :)

Love always,


Carrots said...

Oh Kate. Did you have to do that? I'm so tired that pretty much anything sets me crying lately. But that, that was perfect. Beautiful, bittersweet, and oh so kind. Thank you.

Johan said...

I think I should be the actual cake, not the icing. Thanks, Kate. We will be leaving behind lots of great memories in that school. I'm glad I glad I got to be part of some of yours too. :)