I don't know what I want to do. Dreaded questions about the future always show up in conversations after people know you are a senior. I suppose that I probably should have an idea about the future at this point, but I honestly don't. Yes, there are things that I have found to be incredibly interesting that I've chosen to study during my time here at Luther and which will most likely influence whatever I do end up doing after graduation, but the future can be quite overwhelming. And while thinking about the future is important, I don't want to lose memories of amazing experiences from the last four years in the face of uncertainty and doubt.
I want to remember the nights spent talking to my roommate until 2 a.m. about anything and everything that mattered even though we both had classes at 8 a.m. the next morning. We knew sleep was probably important but we valued those conversations more because they were comforting.
I'll remember the days I lived on a boat in the Virgin Islands learning how to sail, how to explore and how to learn new constellations in the vast starry sky above. The members of the Roseway's crew taught a different way of life that was both relaxing and exhausting simultaneously.
I will never forget the four years dedicated to a soccer team that became my family and my safe haven every day. They made me laugh, yell, cheer, cry and took me on adventures that I never thought would happen. These people are some of the best that I know and they have taught me about much more than soccer over the years.
Looking back, I spent a month having class in my professor's house each day and eating with his family while discussing life with elders from the community. These meals were balanced with walks in the snow and skating on a frozen river sheerly for the sole reason of it was fun.
I have been lucky to have friends that spend nights playing games, watching movies, eating dinner, sharing funny stories and so much more. There is no way to accurately describe how much I value these friendships, but every day I am reminded of the amazing qualities that they possess.
Understandably, I think that senior year tends to come with a sense of nostalgia that strikes at some point. Maybe this is because it is once again time for the life around us to change and for us to step forward into a new role. Or maybe so much growth happens in four years that the days seem to slip by and we're left looking back to piece the years together again. Either way, I want to enjoy each day as it passes, cliché as that may sound, because the future is a question that I don't have an answer to yet and I'm perfectly okay with that.