Growing Up With Grief-What’s Next?

Kayley Glavin Editor-In-Chief of Print

It’s still hard to believe I am sitting here in my senior year of high school almost ready to graduate. Because of everything that has happened over the past four years, I have learned to make the most of things. So, as much as I am excited to leave high school, I also want to try and enjoy the next few months.

Then it will be time for college, at least for many of us. I know that has been almost the only thing many of us can talk about, besides prom and graduation. I still have no idea where I am going to go, so I guess you could say I’m pretty nervous. But I realize that many other seniors are also lost, which makes me feel a little better.

If I’m being honest, aside from being nervous, I am really just thankful that I am going to have the chance to explore a different part of my life, and hopefully have fun. I’ve been in Malden my whole life, and ever since my dad passed away during my freshman year of high school, I have felt this overwhelming need to get out and make a change—it’s almost like I have been trapped in that horrible moment of my life that I can’t manage to escape. At the same time, applying to colleges, and being in the process of getting application letters, helped me grasp how much I really wanted my dad here for these moments. Of course, the rest of my family is happy for me, and that’s great, but I still have this indescribable feeling that something is missing; the person I wanted here most for this next step of my life is