Back to school. For the Class of 2017, this is our last back to school in Wilton. Our last first day at Wilton High School. As a freshman, I could never fathom what it would be like to be a senior. But now, as the “Class of 2017 SENIOR!” sign at the end of my driveway proudly boasts, my senior year has finally arrived.
Some say that senior year is like riding an emotional roller coaster. A mix of joy and sadness, firsts and lasts. I wouldn’t say that. Roller coasters have a track laid out in front of them, letting you know what lies ahead. Metal bolts and beams dictate the path you are to take. Instead, I’d say senior year is more like jumping out of an airplane. You can prepare all you want, imagine, dream, and envision floating through the sky, but you don’t have any indication of what you will actually feel. Emotions morph as you experience the petrifying drop, uplifting freedom, and wrenching fear as the ground rapidly approaches. And then, with a yank, the parachute opens and you descend down from your unpredictable adventure to the safety and security of the ground, and hopefully a post-high school plan. That’s like senior year.