As Zion's Youth In Latter Days

We graduate from Seminary on a fine, rainy, Sunday evening.

Listening to the comments made by those at the pulpit, my mind started whirling. It really is coming to an end, the happy routine you've known since the sweet age of 15 is stopping completely, and those you've grown to love could possibly disappear from your life forever.

This could all be a very good thing. New opportunities, new friends, new places, new routines, new desires. It could be amazing.

But then again, we're leaving behind all we knew, and all we've come to know since we could walk.
The ties we made in elementary school have begun to fade over the years, and will almost completely disappear in our lives. The friendships we made in middle school have either continued to blossom, or have turned into plateaued relationships. With the occasional visits every few months. The bonds we've made in high school have come to be some of the strongest ones we've ever known. And they will either continue or cease to exist. It's how life is I suppose.

Let's live up these next 2 very short weeks. Forgetting about colleges, money, and futures. Let's bask in our own glow. The glow that comes from knowing we've finished. Let's forget who won prom queen, who was SB president, who dated the most girls, who was a game winning starter and who started left bench consistently, who had the best hair, who took the most pictures, and who wore most fashionable ensemble. Let's just enjoy each other while we still can.