Times Like These

The past month has been one of constant change. The whole world I’ve become accustomed to has been thrown into oblivion. The Posse, although still close, is being separated. Pace reports to the MTC on Wednesday; Nick and Josh are down in Provo attending BYU; Joey, Soup, and I are still in Salt Lake, although I leave on November 5th and they are both busy with work and school. The Posse aside, the vast majority of my friends has left to either BYU, BYU-Idaho, or Utah State. This leaves me at home with few things to occupy my time, and because of that, I have been able to reflect upon my life.
I have realized that I took my high school years for granted. They are the best years I’ve experienced thus far, but when looking back on those events, I don’t think I fully understood how great I had it. I was always caught up with the metaphorical paper cuts that I never stopped to admire the blue skies. But now, after having learned that lesson, I can’t exactly go back and change the way my outlook was back then. The only thing I can do is accept what’s happening and move on, but that doesn’t make it any easier. In fact, it probably makes it harder as I try to enjoy my remaining days as a teenager.
It’s times like these that we learn who we are. It’s times like these that we learn what matters most to us. It’s times like these that we learn the lessons and make the decisions that guide us throughout the rest of our lives.