This past May, I travelled to Israel with my entire grade for our senior trip. It was an incredible way to culminate the last thirteen years, or for some four years, of our Schechter experience. In the days leading up to the trip I was filled with feelings of both sadness and excitement. I couldn’t wait to experience Israel with my best friends, but I also knew that this trip meant that we were one step closer to graduation, one step closer to saying goodbye to one another.
I’ve never been able to handle change. From a young age, my mom would tell me that change was good and that soon enough I would look back and say, “you were right, I’m enjoying this next chapter just as much, if not more, than the last.” You would think that after a certain number of times I would finally get the message, but this was never the case. I was sure that this was the end. I was afraid that once we graduated, my friendships from high school would diminish and I would never make everlasting friendships in college.
However after three weeks in Israel with my family of thirteen years, I came to the realization that this was really just the beginning. I didn’t have to lose anything once I graduated, but instead only build upon everything I have created thus far. I guess it took a trip to the Holy land to make me realize that it was time to move on. As much as I was going to miss my Schechter family, I was ready to forge ahead by meeting new people and experiencing new things. It was time to break out of that bubble and enter the next chapter in my life. Although college has been an adjustment, yet again my mom was right, so far so good.
I’ve never been able to handle change. From a young age, my mom would tell me that change was good and that soon enough I would look back and say, “you were right, I’m enjoying this next chapter just as much, if not more, than the last.” You would think that after a certain number of times I would finally get the message, but this was never the case. I was sure that this was the end. I was afraid that once we graduated, my friendships from high school would diminish and I would never make everlasting friendships in college.
However after three weeks in Israel with my family of thirteen years, I came to the realization that this was really just the beginning. I didn’t have to lose anything once I graduated, but instead only build upon everything I have created thus far. I guess it took a trip to the Holy land to make me realize that it was time to move on. As much as I was going to miss my Schechter family, I was ready to forge ahead by meeting new people and experiencing new things. It was time to break out of that bubble and enter the next chapter in my life. Although college has been an adjustment, yet again my mom was right, so far so good.
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