When I walked these halls, I had no idea who I was or who I would become. I spent days on end distracted and dreaming of the life that I believed was waiting for me, hoping with everything in me that one day I might be okay. It took a long time and if I'm honest, there was more than once where I didn't think that I'm make it. But as I write these words on a glorious autumn day in a city I love dearly, knowing that I've written words that will live on beyond me, I feel grateful for every one of those young, starry eyed imaginings I had in high school. For as fate would have it, those moments were simply the sparks that would kindle the raging, aching, beautiful bonfire that I am now blessed enough to call my life.
YOUR PROMPT FOR THE DAY
What would you say to your 15 year old self if you had the chance to look back and give them some advice? Or if you're still closer to that age, what's something you want your future self 15 years down the road to know?
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This post is the “School” entry in the Countdown to the Stars blog series. To learn more about the countdown and the book (coming Nov 2022) visit stillthestars.com.
Featured photo by Elayna Mae Darcy (c) 2022