Change

I hate change. It’s something you can’t avoid, but I hate it. I hate having to get used to a new seat. I hated having to learn a new topic. I hate having to buy new clothes. I hate having to make new friends. People change and hang with different people, but I hate change. I wish I could have the same friends with no issues for the rest of my life. But change is inevitable whether for good or for bad. I have changed, whether I wanted to or not. My friends have changed, whether they wanted to or not. And “my friends” have changed, whether they realize it or not. And I have to live with it. I will always miss the old days, where I would cry about someone breaking my toy,  hug it out and forget it happened a few minutes later. I will miss everyone raising their hand and  fighting over who can say the answer. I will miss hanging with a boy on the playground saying we’re married without even knowing what it means. I will miss being able to hang out with a big group of friends without feeling left out or forgotten. But I have to get used to it. For life changes faster than the blink of an eye. And if you stay focused on how good the past was, you will miss how great the future can be. I hate change. But it’s inevitable. We all live and we all must die. There is no changing that. So maybe with my time left I can change myself and who I surround myself with until the bitter end. I can’t change when I leave, but I can make a change in the world before I go. I hate change, but that is one change I wouldn’t mind.