If you try, you will be forever young. Just when you are ready to give up, you realize that you are young, and you begin to imagine, with no fear, you just imagine the possibilities. When you are young, your slate is open, open to do what no man believes he can do. At no time do you say never and you just believe. You believe the world is yours for the taking and you can do whatever your heart desires. Every day, you rush out of school with a smile plastered on your face, knowing you will get to see your friends. Never once do you think about your upcoming test, you just stay in the moment happy as could be. Being young provides a power, you have the ability to forget the worst and imagine the finest. The question is: what is young? Is it 12 and under? Or is it eight and under? Or is it 100 and under?
The world is full of people who love to say, “I have ____ tomorrow and it’s going to be horrible! What am I going to do?” These people are living in the future and that is no way to live a life. If you here that it is going to rain tomorrow and automatically imagine the worst possible outcome, you are forgetting that you still have until the sun goes down to be happy. Others stay focused on the present, not their next test or meeting, but the situation that is there; ready to be used for the best. It is those individuals who find a way to extract every last ounce of happiness from their days, but are also aware of the day to come, that thrive.
Last night, as I scribbled furiously at my math homework, I heard too habitual sounds from my computer that alerted me that I had received an email. I immediately took the chance to withdraw my focus from my math and clicked on the email. It was from my mom. It was a video from six years ago, it showed my four friends and I playing. I remember the day vividly; my friends and I had just watched the Super Bowl. We were filled with disappointment because the Patriots had lost to the Giants. It was a very discouraging game, but my friends and I overcame the lost and ran outside. We decided to recreate to the game; we wanted to go to bed that night knowing the Patriots had won. We all did just that; just as the sun gave its last light and the wind gave its last howl, a perfect spiral was thrown to two desperate arms. My friends and I proclaimed, “We won! Super Bowl 43 is ours! Luke! You caught the winning touchdown! Yessss! We did it!!!!!!!”
All you can ever do is look; look for the happiness within the day. Give every last ounce of energy you possess to finding it. Be open to searching, even in times of sadness. It will allow you to grow as a person and find out how old you really are; it doesn’t have to be a number, it’s how you greet life.