"My heart is drumming in my chest so hard it aches, but it's the good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the air is crisp and the leaves are all flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once." -Lauren Oliver.
This is what I want to remember about the beginning of this school year:
I want to remember the way I felt, driving down the road at ten thirty. There was the split-second-decision when the perfect song came on and we drove straight past our turn, just so we could listen to it. The windows were rolled down, we were singing along, and it was perfect.
I want to remember the gut-turning feeling in the middle of my stomach. It was there the first day of work, and there while my shaky hand wrote down the order for my first table. It was there when, sitting in my first Taylor class, I wondered what I was doing there, and if I really wanted to do this again.
I want to remember the lighting storm a few weeks ago. Again, we were driving home at night. The lighting split open the sky again and again and again. I sat in the backseat, my head craned towards it, awestruck, and little frightened.
I want to remember friend things, best friend things, regular friend things, this-is-going-to-be-a-weird-story things. I want to remember playing carpetball in the backyard at youth group, and the way all my friends know I won't drink Dr. Pepper. I want to remember falling asleep while Mumford and Sons played in the background.
anything special you'd like to remember about the school year thus far?
I never want to forget this:
ReplyDeleteRiding in the car with just my brother(the others behind in the van.) on the way to IWU, to his first day at college.
I could see years of growing up, flash before my eyes and I knew the glory days of childhood were coming to an end, soon for me, and for him: the beginning of new adventures.
jana:)
p.s. katie, you're too sweet:)
This is absolutely beautiful:)
ReplyDeleteThis is just too perfect.
ReplyDeleteI want to remember silent breakfasts, where it's enough that we're all just in the same room.
These moments are the kinds of moments that are perfect enough to remember for the rest of your life.
ReplyDeleteI just want to remember the feeling of looking over at my friends and laughing, smiling, feeling like I had a place to belong.
This is so beautiful. And that quote is perfect -- describes exactly how I feel perfectly.
ReplyDeleteI want to remember...
Picking apples in my grandparent's backyard, the sun streaming down in dappled waves through the trees, the sound of apples thumping in the boxes, and family all around, pulling picking plucking apples.
I want to remember going out with my mom to get some homeschool books, and talking the whole way about school and life and all sorts of things that made me laugh and grin and feel so grateful that she's my mother.
I want to remember the smell of applesauce cooking in a big black pot at home, filling the house with the smell of fall.
just a few things...
aww, i love this post.
ReplyDeletei want to remember today, as it is homecoming at church and i know it will be awesome. i want to remember all the new crazy things going on, PB being at college and me in my last year of high school. i want to remember all the fun sunday nights with best friends, and my most beautiful-and last pair of pointe the way i bought them, clean and pink. i want to remember my last first dance class. and getting my best friend stuck on harry potter. i want to remember smiling at great movies and laughing at bad ones. i want to remember reading all the awesome posts and all our awesome followers.
LF
Good... =)
ReplyDeleteSo lovely.
ReplyDeleteMy life is not as graceful as yours though.
Lovely post, Katie! :)
ReplyDeleteLove that quote -- the end and the beginning of something all at once. Yes.
ReplyDeleteI want to remember riding my bike to and from the pool today, with the wind blowing so hard it almost knocked me off course. I could almost visibly see the changes from summer to fall -- there's still the warmth of the sun shining down on everything but leaves were falling like crazy.
I want to remember the feeling of excitement, of everything I have to look forward to this season, and I want to forget the nagging worries at the back of my head. :)
Great post Katie.
ReplyDelete...I want to remember driving down the highway with the sun setting behind me and not worrying about tomorrow, because the moment right now is perfect. I want to remember spending time with my friends and laughing about all the strange things we talk about. I want to remember the first time I ever felt respect for somebody. I want to remember that no matter how hard things get for me, I'll always pull through, because God will always be there for me to hold on to. I want to remember chicken casseroles, mysterious desserts and weird stories shared around a card table on sunday nights. I want to remember singing yo-ho on a hayride. I want to remember crisp autumn days and clear winter nights. I want to remember that nothing is impossible...and that love never fails.
PB&J
Lovely bokeh!
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/ Thank you Katie, I'm glad you think so! ^^
ReplyDeletereally amazing, so i decided to follow, I actually haven't started the school year
ReplyDeleteYou write beautifully. Absolutely beautifully. x x x
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Jana- ugh, I know exactly what you mean. I get all choked up when I think about leaving Joseph in the spring. :)
ReplyDeleteAll She Wrote- thank ya, dear!
Libby- that's beautiful.
Natalie- that's the most amazing feeling, isn't it?
Hannah- I love this comment so much.
LF- last firsts are hard, aren't they?
Zack- really? :)
Bookish- ha, I can assure you, it's not as graceful from the inside. :)
Katie- why thank you :)
Kendall- I love biking. Anywhere, anytime.
PB&J, I love you.
Anita- thank you!
Lill-Veronica- you're so welcome :)
Natalie- I haven't started school yet either, just extra classes. Thank you for following!
Estelle- :)
I home school. This is my last year of homeschooling after 5 years(it feels like 20) It feels bittersweet. I am eager to begin a journey, where my feet take place in a classroom, but I am sad to leave my home. I have grown used to sleeping in, and hearing my mom chant while I write essays. I will miss singing while typing, and hearing my favorite folk songs while studying.
ReplyDeleteEverything in life is so bittersweet isn't it.
Your blog is beautiful.
(^.^) hope to hear from you - love
amyflyingakite.com
Oh your blog is lovely! I love this post.
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I want to remember the moments when I feel inspired by studying. You know, those quiet moments when you're sitting in the university library with your peers of whom all have the same goal.
ReplyDeleteThat is a pretty picture by the way!
♥: http://dreamsthroughmyeyes.blogspot.com
i LOVE this!
ReplyDeletelightning storms.. storms in general. they are special & memorable in my head.
what's memorable about now & this year is i've been the most conscious of the change from each season to another and time passing. like i used to see every season as this infinite period of existence, but now i see the end of every one.
i am rambling! :)