Last night I went on a bit of a “look up teachers from your college days” bender and it made me feel so incredibly nostalgic for school. The ironic thing is, when I was in college, I really didn’t enjoy myself very often. That’s not to say I didn’t have moments of happiness and reassurance that I was ultimately in the right place…I definitely had those. But as a general rule of thumb, my art classes were incredibly draining (three 3-hour studio classes a day, anyone?), overwhelming, and often times, downright disheartening. At the time, my post-college future seemed so alluring. So glamorous. So trouble-free. Ha. Oh, 20 year old Ann-Marie…you idiot.
Now, with four years of real world experience under my belt, I look back on college and WISH I would have relaxed more. Worried a little less about trying to find my place in the art world. Taken greater advantage of all the resources I had at my disposal. Trusted that things were unfolding exactly as they needed to. This is the case with most things in my life. I am always so concerned about the future and how things will play out that I often forget to enjoy the moment (no matter how imperfect) right here, right now.
Luckily, hindsight is 20/20 and my 26 year old eyes are now wide open. There are so many amazing things that are happening in my life and I am making a conscious effort to enjoy them. I’m getting married next month and have a mile-long to-do list that needs to be completed before October 26th. But that mile-long to-do list is full of fun opportunities. I get to craft! I get to design invitations! I get to thrift for glassware! And most importantly, I get to start a new chapter with my best friend. Come October 27th, that’s all that will matter. Everything will get done. And while I’m at it, I’m going to savor each and every beautiful, inspiring, imperfect moment that comes my way.
Let’s enjoy today, shall we?