Ah it's that time of year once again. Graduation. For some that word means freedom. Others it means sadness. For others yet, it means "Yes! It's almost summer and we are almost out for the year!" Everybody feels differently about graduation.
Whether the following story is true or not I cannot tell.
I had a conversation with a friend of mine at our schools graduation this year at I want to share it with you. I have to explain the situation first though. We'll call this friend Julie. Every year the band plays at graduation. Julie and I are both in band and were sitting next to each other. Julie's older sister had just graduated last year. Julie was telling me about how she hates graduation time all week.
Now I will tell you guys, earlier this week I was wondering "How could someone hate graduation!". At the beginning of the week I was excited and in the best mood I had been in for weeks. Why I was excited? I have no clue! Just random happiness I guess. However as Saturday (graduation day) came closer I began to get really sad and I couldn't figure out why! I believe I finally figured it out though. You see, I had become really close to two special seniors. I don't want you to think "Ooooo someone has a crush!" No these girls practically became my older sisters! They took care of me when needed. For example when we went places, they always made sure I wasn't alone and I was were I needed to be. They have always listened so well, I have no clue if they thought I was annoying or not! Anyways, in short these two girls have been amazing and I have only known them for a year. I had no clue this would happen but around the end of Friday into Saturday I started to realize they were the reason I was so sad! I was seriously going to miss them THAT much. It surprised me because I have had numerous family members take off to college and I had never felt that sad before. Then I realized I don't think any of them acted like they cared that much before. I don't even think I had ever spent as much time with my cousins going off to college as I had with these two girls. I realized wow maybe graduation is a sad time after all!
Now back to the original story.
The band was sitting there waiting to start. One of the graduate's sister was standing there in front of us crying. My friend Julie looks up from her cell phone and says "Aw look at that! I hate seeing people cry, it always makes me cry. I didn't even cry last year at my sisters graduation. I pulled myself together!"
Then it hit me! I realized just how hard it is for the people who have actual siblings graduate! I had never before realized how hard it would be for people who have actual siblings they live with and grew up with move off and go to college.
I was still just as upset about my situation so as a result I sat there next Julie the rest of the time trying not to cry with her. In fact a couple of times while we were playing I had to stop and take deep breaths just so I wouldn't. That's how ridiculously upset I was!
I now feel terribly selfish. I was sitting there just upset as Julie when the people who were leaving that I knew I had only know for a year. Her sister had left last year and Julie had known her all her life.
Now, I figured out that one of the main reasons I was so upset was because I had practical convinced myself I'd hardly ever see them again! Where did I get this idea from you may ask? Well you see, every time one of my cousins went off to college they always said "Don't worry! I will be back to visit lots!" These girls both told me that too. You know what happened with the cousins? I only and still only see them on special occasion and sometimes not even that! If you have not yet figured this out, I am a very family-oriented person. The fact that I saw these family members even less than before upset me! I thought the same thing was going to happen all over again!
However what I realized was that, one these people I spent more time with before they left. I should embrace that and enjoy the memories I have. Two, neither one of these two are going as far away. Three, I have both of their cell phone numbers so I can talk to them whenever I want.
So now I am thinking "Man I got all upset for nothing! Why do I always do that!?"
So in conclusion, the moral of the story is "There is always a positive side and sometimes things aren't as bad as they seem."
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This is not proof read so sorry about that. Hopefully you like it! :)
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