Growing up through high school I was always told that I should be thinking about my future and where I wanted to go with my life. At the same time, the thought of college was slowly instilled over the years. I never really gave college a thought until I was well into my third year of high school. Most of my friends and other classmates already had an idea of where they wanted to go. Fast forwarding a little bit, almost to the end of my high school career everything started to speed up ever so slightly. I made the decision to apply to CSU in Fresno. After some stressful months of finishing up high school, I got my acceptance letter and began to try and wrap my mind around the thought that I would be living in California very soon.
Moving my entire life to Fresno was extremely exciting, but I had no idea what to expect. From what I heard from friends back home in Enumclaw, they all told me that college is "the best time of your life" and that everything will slowly begin to change...for the better of course.
The first month living in Fresno was terrible, to say the least. Starting my first college classes kept me decently busy, but I was always in search of some kind of social life. I knew that I needed something to get me by. Days felt like weeks and weeks felt like months. I had no idea what to do in my spare time. It was a very rough start to my new "exciting" life in Fresno.
Reflecting back on all that has changed since I've moved to Fresno, words cannot explain it all. I am slowly assimilating to not living in Washington anymore. I have recently flown back to Washington to visit family and friends for a little bit of time this summer. I have done so much thinking in general since the big move. The new perspectives and feelings are a bit overwhelming because I'm beginning to realize that time is progressing forward and it doesn't plan on stopping or slowing down. Quite the opposite in fact! During finals week I was dying to come home, just begging for days the end already so I could get on the plane and leave. However, since coming back, the euphoria that I thought I would expect...didn't turn out as I thought it would. I don't really miss the city, I just miss the people and what I used to have. I miss seeing all my friends from high school everyday and chatting with my favorite teachers after class. I was missing all these things and times that I could never get back. This supported the idea that time was moving forward. I needed to hop on board or get left behind.
Being back home I have come to realize that I really do love living in Fresno. So much has changed for the better. I am doing things that I never thought I would do. I am becoming a person that I never thought I would be. I have made friends that I've already grown close with. I'm not adjusting to my new life so much anymore. It's exciting to see this in myself because I'm taking root in a whole new environment and expanding my boundaries in countless directions. Though it's nice to go back and remember where you came from, the future is always happening and you won't be able to see what's in store for you if you're always facing the past.
The main point that I am trying to make is that...
There will always be a small piece of my heart that resides in Enumclaw, but my brain and body are growing exponentially in college and in Fresno. To be more casual, life is just so crazy and everything moves so fast. I love Enumclaw and the people that I've connected with in that city, but the world has so much more to offer and at this exact point in time, I'm just scratching the surface...