I’ve never been the type of girl who enjoyed change. Transitioning from those awkward middle school years to the drama-filled years of high school, I never saw myself morph into an adult like my classmates. It wasn’t until senior year that my hopes of remaining a young adult were forever shattered. My friends and I were driving cars, getting debit/credit cards, writing checks, managing jobs…adult stuff. I believe that’s when I finally looked in the mirror and saw the adult Taylor. Not the Taylor that used to love going to high school football games and getting dressed up for homecoming, oh no. I saw the woman who would soon be wearing business-casual outfits, sipping coffee, and heading off to college. This came as a huge shock to me. Was it all really happening?
Indeed, it was. My first acceptance letter came in the mail from Jamestown Community College in November, followed by Saint Bonaventure University and Champlain College. After getting accepted, it was time to sit down and actually make decisions. Inevitably JCC was my college of choice, knowing that I’d be able to study abroad in London and transfer to Saint Bonaventure two years later. It was scary to think, but I had my whole life planned out at that point.
Change after that was unavoidable. It was in my best interests to get used to it, but how difficult it came to me! During the first week of classes at JCC I missed my small-town friendships, my teammates, and the everyday bustle of high school. College was definitely different. I didn’t know anyone, I didn’t play sports, and the large amounts of homework I received became demanding. I felt all too overwhelmed.
However, I soon learned that with this huge change came freedom and independence. I could no longer hold on to what I knew from the past; I had to create my own future. It was up to me to build friendships, join clubs, and manage my time. Whether I realized it or not, I was slowly loving who I’d become after high school. The changes I faced (and continue to face) have become positive influences in my life, and will one day build me into the woman I was destined to be. Ultimately, attending JCC has taught me that we cannot hold onto previous versions of ourselves. The only thing we can do is keep moving forward.