My heart goes out to the little girl who stood in awe as she watched her big brother graduate high school. She couldn’t bear to delay her arrival to the distant lands of adulthood much longer.
My heart goes out to the little girl who had fled her elementary school on the final day of fifth grade, itching to be anywhere other than within the same walls as the “little kids.”
My heart goes out to the little girl who opted to conclude her freshman year remotely online. She completed her classes three months ahead to enjoy a tasteful six months with no instruction.
My heart goes out to the little girl that just passed her intermediate driving test. Her concept of home blurred into something akin to a hotel.
My heart goes out to the little girl who always seemed to befriend the older grades. She would not be joining them this year as they dive into their futures, even though they constituted her past.
My heart goes out to the little girl, a mere semester away from her own graduation, grappling with the passage of time that slips through her fingers, each adolescent insult to the calendar now catching up.
My heart goes out to the peers who will surround her at the graduation ceremony, acknowledging that it marks the last time they will all gather safely under the same roof.
My heart goes out to the young woman poised to move out of her childhood home this coming fall, bidding farewell to 18 years worth of cherished people, places, and memories that shaped her.
Hyde • Jan 8, 2024 at 7:54 pm
I always love reading your articles, as they are insightful and inspiring. I believe you were truly born to write, because every time anyone reads what you write, it pulls heartstrings. Your articles provoke deep thinking, breathe creativity, and spark powerful emotions. I, like many others, love getting to see the piece of your heart that you choose to share with us in your writing.
I hope that you continue to share, and enlighten people with the words you write. We will miss you when you graduate, and I hope that I can influence and inspire people with my words in the same way you do.
I, too, wish to hurry up and grow up. Every day, I wonder what it’s gonna be like when I’m on my own, and when I achieve the independence I long for. It’s bittersweet to think about, but powerful to be able to hold on to that hope that one day I’m going to make it on my own.
For now, though, while I wait, I hope to use my words to inspire. I wish to make an impact as much as I possibly can, and I want people to see my articles or Insta posts and feel the raw emotion, maybe even find a connection to the words. I want to build a platform and use it to help lost, hurting, scared people find relief, comfort, and hope.
Thank you for the time you’ve spent to provide your articles. Good luck, and God bless !!
Brooklyn Suarez • Jan 8, 2024 at 4:24 pm
This is so cute, I love it Syra!