My sister recently sent me an email titled “LIFE,” in which she could barely contain her excitement about graduating from college, moving out on her own and taking on the joys and trials of what comes next. Of course I wrote a missive back, but the gist was YES! I know the feeling. I remember so clearly when I was on the brink of graduating high school how ready I was to make new friends, discover new interests and explore, how much I trusted that it would all work out the way it was supposed to. Of course I was also scared, but the excitement was overwhelming. And when college graduation neared, the same. I loved Oberlin and the friends I made there dearly, but was giddy to explore and travel and create a home.

The surprise is that a few years later, I still feel this way. I look back fondly of course, but the idea that the “best years of my life” are behind me is comic. Of course adulthood comes with its own set of drudgeries, but still, each year manages to be better than the last. And with a marriage to begin and art to create and new places to explore and babies to be had, I cannot imagine a time when I won’t feel this way.

• November 12th, 2008
• family, nature, with music
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