Watching winter approach

I have no idea where summer went.

The last months of my first year of CreComm flew by, and I desperately needed time away from school to regroup and regain my sanity. I love my classmates and my instructors, but the cabin was calling my name. I was lucky enough to spend four luxurious months writing, reading, relaxing, and thinking. I didn’t have to follow a schedule, and I didn’t have to answer to anyone but myself. It was beautiful, and I am lucky to have had such a wonderful summer.

Today, it’s September 3. The first week of my second year at Red River is already gone. As I walked to my bus stop this morning, I noticed the trees lining the street are beginning to lose their leaves. In no time, Winnipeg winter will rear its ugly head and everything will freeze. School will take off in earnest, and I’ll find myself immersed in the academic stylings of my instructors once again.

Time passes much too quickly. Before I know it, I will be graduating and facing the challenge of deciding what to do with the rest of my life. When the first signs of spring begin to show, I’ll be handing in my final assignments, wrapping up my IPP, and saying goodbye to a lot of amazing people. Naturally, many of our paths will cross again. But we won’t be together all day, every day, and that will be a serious adjustment.

I usually watch winter approach with anticipation. I think about Christmas, snowboarding, and the end of another school year. Not this time. Instead of counting down the days until completion, I’m trying to enjoy the time in between.

Life is too short to wish for the future when the present can be just as great.