Over the weekend, I came to the conclusion that I had nothing to write about this week. Yes, I learned how to fly fish Friday, but I already wrote a column about that (for the Petoskey News-Review and Herald Times.) Really though, I write about those types of things often — I don’t need to wear them out. Sitting on my back porch watching a fisherman twirl around the lake, it hit me. I need to write about what I’m leaving behind when I move out to Athens in a week and a half.
For one, I’m leaving behind my family. That’s tough enough as it is, being the first kid to leave the house and all. It’s going to be weird not coming home to the same people every night.
Aside from that, I can pretty much encompass what I am going to miss by describing my day.
For starters, I woke up around seven in order to make it to work on time. There’s nothing like walking upstairs to a good sunrise, knowing that it’s going to be a nice, enjoyable day.
Like always, I learned a thing or two at work (a more efficient way to make a horizontal rule in InDesign, for example.) This week I am putting out the sports section myself, for our editor is gone for a couple of days. That in itself is a learning experience. It’s funny how I have been with the Herald Times for almost four years now and I still pick up on little things each day I’m at the office. It just goes to show that I am getting into a field that I truly have a passion for.
After work, I met a friend down at the driving range to get in a couple hours of brutal swing reconstruction, thanks to Jason Guss. I have to say though, I’m getting there. It’s going to be different, granted a good different, but different nonetheless, to walk away from the guys I have grown up with. None of my ‘bros’ will be within a couple hundred miles come September.
Coming home to dinner with my family is one of the things I have taken for granted all my life… I feel like that is about to change, however. After a couple of months of cafeteria food I will be more than ready for a heaping plate of mom’s spaghetti.
After dinner, it was back to the golf course, this time with my dad and brother. It’s a great feeling being able to call five minutes ahead and waltz right on to one of the top courses in the state, if not the country. Regardless of the state of my game or the people I’m playing with, I will always appreciate the scenery and sheer beauty that this area has to offer. On the same note, I didn’t really take either of those things to heart until recently, for whatever reason.
Now I’m back to square one, typing on the back deck looking out over a pitch black lake with only a couple of lights reflecting across the water. I know regardless of what I do in life or where I call home in the future, I will always have a huge place in my heart for the place I am sitting right now.
Once I hit ‘publish’ on this story, I’ll probably head inside and twiddle my thumbs, texting my girlfriend before heading off to bed. She leaves for her college in Kentucky in less than two days. To think that I am following in her footsteps in a couple weeks is just crazy. As much as we have been waiting and waiting for these days to come, it seems like the summer has flown by at the same time.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t going to miss things the way they are. I love my life and the things that it encompasses. In saying that, I’m off to find new things that will make it even more special.
I think I found plenty to write about.