I knew that the day would come when I did not have any more essays to write and I knew that I would be a little bit sad about that. I would be happy that I had reached my goal, but I would also be scared about what would lie ahead.

I was never very good with change and so going to college was not a hard choice. I could live at home and go to school. It would not be a big change at all. I would stay up late at night writing term papers and my mom would bring me cookies and tell me not to work so hard. It would not be a change from high school at all.

I guess there was a slight change in the coursework over high school, but my life remained pretty steadfast and that was the way I wanted it.

All of a sudden though, when I finished college, it dawned on me that change was not always a bad thing. This thinking got me through some scary stuff and I am doing alright now.