Life and Love

Begin Again

This morning I skipped class to work on an assignment for another class. Welcome to college!

When I’m stuck in the never-ending downfall of an approaching finals week, I listen to music that brings me the most comfort. Sometimes that’s worship music, sometimes it’s Harry Potter scores.

Today it was Taylor Swift’s album, (my favorite of hers) Red.

I finished the first part of my assignment right when the last song, Begin Again, started playing.

I have so, so many memories attached to this song. It’s my favorite on the album for a multitude of reasons. It’s special.

This song always reminds me of my relationship with Samuel (I know, I know, gross! I’m just feeling gushy today). He came into my life at a time when I wanted to move on from who I was in high school; I wanted to move on from the hurt and anxiety those years created for me.

Our first “date” was at Chick-Fil-A (when are we not at Chick-Fil-A, honestly?) on a Wednesday morning. It might not have been a cafe in France like Tay Tay, but that morning opened a door for me that led to this crucial understanding: Just when I think it’s time to throw in the towel, take one more step. Something beautiful is waiting on the other side.

We talked about it all the other day, remembering the moments from the summer after high school graduation that led to our relationship. We laughed, I cried; then I sat back and thought about how crazy time is.

It’s crazy that a person became so important to me in just two years. That he became so known to me that I can tell when he’s excited, or sad, or hurt before a word comes out of his mouth.

It’s also crazy that I can look back on myself two years, even one year, ago and not recognize who I was. That I can grow and develop in every aspect of life so much in such a short amount of time.

But sometimes time doesn’t change the way I feel. I know this because every time I hear the first guitar strum in Begin Again, I am taken back to that summer two years ago. I am taken back to the first moments I let Samuel know who I was and I began to know him; those thrilling moments when I didn’t know what our future would bring.

It can be easy to lose those moments of remembrance in the stress of everyday life, but I try to hold them particularly close. That way they are there to put everything in perspective when I am stress-listening to Taylor Swift.

Happy finals season, everyone. Try to remember what will actually make it happy.

By laurenstockam

Lauren is a graduate student at Missouri State University in Springfield, MO.

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