I remember, when I was younger, I used to believe that I could stop, or at least slow time simply by sitting down and pressing my feet against the floor or air, like the breaks on the car. Well, surprisingly enough, it didn’t actually work. Despite my desperation for time to slow, it didn’t, nor did it come to a stop. It went on, and I with it.
Sometimes I wish I could start life over from when I was about five years old, knowing then what I do now. I know what I would do differently. But if I were to do things differently, I wonder how I would be different from who I am today. I think I would be a more appreciative person, because if I were to redo most of my life knowing what I know now, I would make myself savor the moment. I would appreciate life and living on God’s green earth more. I wouldn’t be in such a hurry to grow up.
“The hardest part about growing up is letting go with what you have been accustomed to and moving on with something that you haven't experienced yet.”
This quote describes my apprehensions about growing up perfectly. Sometimes I feel so down on life merely because I feel like it’s almost over, when in reality it’s only just beginning. And maybe that’s what I find the most terrifying, the fact that after high school, my life really begins, and beginning something means not necessarily knowing where you’re going, or what will happen to your life. They say that ignorance is bliss, but right now, it feels more like torture.
I don’t want to come to terms with reality because it feels like if I do that, I’m accepting that life does go on. I don’t want to accept it, I wish I had the power to put my foot on the brakes of time, and slow down this rollercoaster ride we call life. Because for seventeen years I’ve been living my life in the fast lane, and now, I see that I may have been a little too eager to grow up.
I consider my future and all the different changes that are going to consume my life in the next year or two, and I try and think of something to hold onto, something that I can hold onto forever, as a reminder of who I was, and how I came to be who I am. There is nothing I can do to stop the inevitable. I have to move on.
I could not find an author of the quote mentioned previously, but I copied it from the following web address, (http://thinkexist.com/quotation/the_hardest_part_about_growing_up_is_letting_go/9908.html)