High School
I graduated from high school TEN YEARS ago. In the last decade there's been... college, marriage, teaching, houses, cars, dogs, babies...
Here are 10 things I'd tell my eighteen year old self at her high school graduation.
1.Skip the semester at the Tech College and go straight to The University of South Carolina. You'll end up making aheavily researched and informed spontaneous decision while standing alone in the dining room when faced with the deadline to declare a major. You'll shrug your shoulders, think "I like working with kids" and pick Elementary Education.
2.It all works out okay. Teaching ends up being your "little c" calling and you LOVE IT. Work hard at it, grade those stupid papers on time- don't wait until Sunday night and don't sit at your desk wishing you could be at home wearing sweatpants with babies hanging onto your ankles. That day will come. Lawd child, that day will come.
3.The cute, quite guy who's a little shy and awkward around your family? He ends up being your cute, helpful, patient husband.
4.Those babies? They Yes, plural are GIRLS. Surprise. And they are so much cuter than you're picturing right now.
5.Stop buying any and all winter clothes. You have enough to last you the next 9 years and after that, you move to...wait for it...Florida (I know...)
6.You are skinny. Shut up, yes you are. Wear those bikinis and stare at your blonde thin hair in the mirror. Ten years from now you'll have lost all of the above. (Refer to #4 if this makes you depressed)
7.Don't buy the house. Or rescue the dog (he dies).
8.You're walking away from high school with a lot awkward, hard moments, but you'll also have some really great memories that are fun to retell and some solid friendships. Girls that will stand with you on your wedding day and walk with you through motherhood.
9.If you stumble upon stock called Facebook, go ahead and invest in it.
10.In ten years you'll be talking (without being called on or forced to) in the Women's Bible Study, pumping your own gas without fear, birthing a baby naturally, and get this...on time to church most Sundays. HIGH FIVE TO YOU. TO ME. TO YOU. Look how far you've come.
Here are 10 things I'd tell my eighteen year old self at her high school graduation.
1.Skip the semester at the Tech College and go straight to The University of South Carolina. You'll end up making a
2.It all works out okay. Teaching ends up being your "little c" calling and you LOVE IT. Work hard at it, grade those stupid papers on time- don't wait until Sunday night and don't sit at your desk wishing you could be at home wearing sweatpants with babies hanging onto your ankles. That day will come. Lawd child, that day will come.
3.The cute, quite guy who's a little shy and awkward around your family? He ends up being your cute, helpful, patient husband.
4.Those babies? They Yes, plural are GIRLS. Surprise. And they are so much cuter than you're picturing right now.
5.Stop buying any and all winter clothes. You have enough to last you the next 9 years and after that, you move to...wait for it...Florida (I know...)
6.You are skinny. Shut up, yes you are. Wear those bikinis and stare at your blonde thin hair in the mirror. Ten years from now you'll have lost all of the above. (Refer to #4 if this makes you depressed)
7.Don't buy the house. Or rescue the dog (he dies).
8.You're walking away from high school with a lot awkward, hard moments, but you'll also have some really great memories that are fun to retell and some solid friendships. Girls that will stand with you on your wedding day and walk with you through motherhood.
9.If you stumble upon stock called Facebook, go ahead and invest in it.
10.In ten years you'll be talking (without being called on or forced to) in the Women's Bible Study, pumping your own gas without fear, birthing a baby naturally, and get this...on time to church most Sundays. HIGH FIVE TO YOU. TO ME. TO YOU. Look how far you've come.
He still looks at you like this.
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