Endings.

Whenever something comes to an end you begin to remember the events that made up your time spent there.  As I approach my senior year of college I am reminded of the amazing memories I have experienced.  The time we walked 2.6 miles from one end of Maryville to the other (like I said, small town) or the time our parents let 4 nineteen year old's drive to Mississippi and stay in a hotel for a week.  I'll probably look back, perhaps not fondly, at the semester I spent trying to perfect a 15 page paper on Richard III.  In twenty years I will probably not remember every detail of my years in college.  I'll forget the name of the professor I hated and maybe even the names of the ones I learned so much from.  Yet all of this will matter, not because of what I did but who I became because of it.  It will do us well to remember this when we remember the past.  Not to sound cliche (but they are cliches for a reason): everything happens for a reason.  Regret will leave us no where but stuck in the past.

The Family- Summer 2011 

Alex, Me, Kara, Barrett

New England Trip- Summer 2012

Me, Barrett, Kara

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Initiation- Fall 2011

Stephanie, Jen, Shelby, Me, Megan, Sam

The Color Run- Summer 2012

Megan, Me, Kara, Emily 

Spring 2013

Jessica, Me, Dan

As I write this post I'm also faced with the sad reality that these moments can change and be ripped away faster than we can blink.  Today a member of our high school graduating class passed away.  He was someone we've known since Kindergarten.  It is truly a sad thing when someone you know passes away and when they leave before their time.  So please remember to cherish the memories and make everyday count.  Rest in Peace, Spencer.