View
I remember when I was a little girl in elementary, I would go sit on the sidewalk, at the end of my drive way. I would sit there and observe everything around me. I would look at the houses, the people, and lastly at the sky. I would look at the blue sky and think of where I would be in the future and wonder how I would be, and what I looked like when I got older. After moving away I remember I fell in love w/ the design in my bedroom and would sit by my window and look at the orange sky and think and look at the same things, I did when I use to sit on the sidewalk. I was now in middle school and had seen a major change in my life, but it didn't last that long. A few years later, before I began high school, I moved again, only to fall in love with the view from our porch. I sat on the porch and made sure that once again I observed my suroundings. I would watch the sun set behind the mountains and over the lake. How I wish I could go back to those times and places and tell myself how I would be in the future. Only thing is…I can’t. I am here laying in my college apartment thinking of all those times and places I would make my life observations. I wonder where my next view will be. In my next view I want to be able to look back at my old views and think to myself of how proud I am of myself. I am happy to be where I’m at, in this in my life. Happy to be with the people I’m with, my family and friends. Thank you all for who made this journey of mine possible and for all those who have helped. Whether we have lost touch or not…Thank you. I hope that one day I can go back to all my old places and enjoy and capture those moments to remember for the rest of my life. As I think about it now I have the perfect view in mind. Can't wait to start enjoying my view.
