That was my last...

Last Friday was my high school graduation. It wasn't the most pleasant of evenings. The afternoon before the ceremony began, I became very ill. Now when I say ill, I mean I vomited twice along with not feeling the greatest. Though I felt like I was dying, I was determined to make it to something that I waited for for 13 years. Other than having to leaving in the middle of it because I felt so poorly, graduation was great.
With Graduations came a lot of last things. Thursday was my last day of high school. I had my last cafeteria meal at WCCS on Wednesday. Friday was the last time I will see my high school teachers for a long time. Tonight was my last youth group event. This morning was my last church service at Grand Central for two months.
Lasts, though, are a funny thing. They are necessary before you start anything new. I had to graduate high school before I could go to college. I had to leave the youth group before I could get into some of the young adult/college ministries at church. I had to say goodbye to people here before I could say hello to those in Honduras.
I say all of this to make a point- though you hate having to end chapters in your life, you always have to finish one chapter before you begin another amazing chapter that God has mapped out for you.
I kind of feel like I have been rambling, but this is such an awkward time for me, and I think writing this post has helped me end an amazing part of my life, and begin another one.