“Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.” – Leonardo da Vinci
We all have high points in life. We have great days, great dates, give great presentations, receive great grades. That’s all well and.. erm.. great, but that’s not all there is. I’m really talking about those moments in life where you look back and say, “Wow. That was incredible.”
When I was younger, it was that World Series trip to Panama City Beach. A week of nonstop softball to be the last team standing had me feeling like I was on top of the world. I thought I had to stop playing; there’s no way I could beat that experience.
Not totally true. Winning the state fastpitch tournament my sophomore year was amazing as well, and comes very close. And believe it or not, winning the county lacrosse championship my senior year almost tops winning state.
College, though. After only one (slightly bumpy) first semester of college, I’m back on top of the world. It’s the independence to – and the realization that you can – figure out what you like and what you dislike, discover who you are and who you want to be, without the weight of who we thought we had to be in high school.
It’s never going to be perfect, but I can promise you, even just after a couple weeks, you’ll know it’s worth it. It’s worth the late nights studying, the less-than-stellar test grades, the awkward introductions. There’s a simple and dangerous beauty to being responsible for yourself. Yes, even making mistakes.
Right now, I’m sitting here going through my clothes and jewelry and other random things that I’m taking back home to Cobberville. I keep looking around my room, and it’s making me a little crazy with déjà vu. I remember going through this same routine when I was packing for school in August. Checking and double-checking that I have everything I need or want, doing last-minute laundry, procrastinating by playing with my dog… I feel the same way, too. Just like last time, I’m a little nervous and a lot excited. Honestly, I hope it never goes away.
It feels like flying.