Sunday, June 23, 2013



a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations

High school, you were a challenge.  But you were a necessary challenge.  I've grown a lot in the past four years and wouldn't change anything about them.  God used you to teach me in so many ways, both in and out of the classroom.

You introduced me to some of my dearest friends and I am tremendously thankful for them.  Lord-willing, we will be able to keep in touch as we all move on to these next stages of life.

You provided some of the best teachers ever.  My parents and many other wonderful men and women have taught me so much more than a textbook could ever teach.  What a special gift it has been to be educated the way I've been educated.  (Thanks, Mom and Dad.)

You were not perfect.  There were some days filled with struggle and disappointment, but there were days with joy and accomplishment too.  As I said earlier, I would not change anything about you.  The trials I faced were hard, but they were the moments when I grew the most.  I know these difficulties don't end with highschool...  But I've learned to trust God through it all because He is in control, not me.

High school, you've been great but the time has come where I bid you farewell.  I hope you impact others the way you've impacted me.

College, here I come.