Beginning Our Life
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any songs that I may put in here.
Epilogue
Sarah's Point of View
Someone once said that high school was the best four years of your life. To me, yes, these have been the best for years of my life so far. I know there's more to come and I'm greatly looking forward to it.
My first year of high school was spent at a different school with different friends that I don't even talk to anymore. I slightly regret this, but know that I wouldn't be who I am today if I hadn't left.
Today, I'm a mom to a bouncy 18 month old boy. He's the light of my life and I have no regrets whatsoever with him.
I'm also the fiancé to my longterm boyfriend. We've been engaged before, but this time is different, I'm ready and know I'll have a hard time waiting until next June to get married to my oldest friend.
I wouldn't be able to write this reflective paper without mentioning Glee club. The choir room has been my home for the past three years. I've found comfort and joy within those four walls along with sadness and longing. My friends have all been through that room, and now I'm about to do the same.
Next week, I graduate high school. I couldn't be more excited or terrified. Once I walk across the stage, it really will mean my time as a teenager is over. I think I'm ready to live my life, but maybe because my life's already started.
While most of the graduates will be attending Lima Community College and staying home, I'm leaving. I'll be moving into a small apartment just a couple miles away where I'll live with the little family I created. Yes, I will be going to school, but at Lima University and follow my brother's footsteps in teaching.
I'd thought long and hard over what I plan to do and can't see myself doing anything else. I understand teaching doesn't pay the most, but it's what I love to do. I want to have someone look up to me in a way that's different from parenting. I want to be able to make a difference.
I sighed, I had no idea how to finish this stupid paper.
Noah looked up from where he was playing with Nate on the ground, "You ok?"
I shrugged, "I wrote a lot for this end of the year paper for English and now I can't finish it."
Nate toddled over, "Mommy."
I smiled and picked him up, "Hi there, big boy."
He snuggled into me and played with my hair. I happily sighed and set my head on his.
Noah smiled and crawled over to us. He stared up at me, "Can I read it?"
I shrugged and moved the chair aside for him to look up at the laptop.
My phone buzzed against the desk and Nate happily screamed while trying to get it. I laughed and held it to my ear, "Hello?"
"How's my favorite graduate?" Blaine asked.
I smiled, "Just perfect. What's up?"
"Kurt and I have been fighting over what time the ceremony is and I figured I might as well call you and find out for myself," he said.
I laughed, "Next Sunday at 10."
Blaine covered the phone, but I could still hear him, "I told you it was Sunday!"
Kurt laughed, "I knew it all along, I was just messing with you."
I smiled at their conversation and leaned back in the chair.
"Ok, I'm back," Blaine said out of breath.
I laughed, "Alright."
He sighed, "I miss you."
I nodded, "I miss you too."
Noah looked up, 'Blaine?' he mouthed.
"Yes," I whispered.
"What was that?" Blaine asked.
"Nothing," I stroked Nate's hair, "So you guys are coming right?"
"Of course," Blaine said, "We'll be home Saturday afternoon. We're flying in with Finn and Rachel."
I smiled, "Great."
Blaine gasped, "Kurt!"
I laughed, "What happened?"
The line went dead, but not before I could hear Kurt scream, "No Blaine! This is a new shirt!"
I smiled and set the phone down just as Nate tried grabbing it from my hand.
Noah looked up, "Sounds good, but I have no idea what else to say."
I sighed and gave Nate my phone, "I know, I'm just glad this is my last one."
Noah chuckled, "You're going to college in a couple months, there's more papers to be written."
"Shut up," I groaned and teasingly shoved him, "What do you know? You don't do anything for college."
He smirked, "You don't know what I do."
I smiled and looked to Nate, "What does Daddy do?"
Nate's smile lit up his face, "Daddy sing."
I kissed his head, "That's right, Daddy does sing."
"Yeah, and I'm fricken awesome at it," Noah said.
I shoved him again, this time hard enough to push him backwards to the ground, "No swearing."
"I did not swear," Noah grumbled while sitting up, "I could think of a couple choice words right now though for you."
I smirked, "I love you."
He smiled, "Love you too, hot stuff."
I rolled my eyes, "Tell me again why I'm agreeing to spend the rest of my life with a man who only calls me hot and just wants me for sex."
Noah chuckled, "You know I think you're beautiful and that I'm with you because you make me laugh and mean so much to me that I'd rather die than see you in any pain whatsoever."
I kissed him, "Thank you, I was just kidding, but it was still nice to hear that."
Nate pushed his chubby little hands against Noah's face away from me, "My Mommy."
Noah smiled and tickled him, "I don't know about that, she's mine."
Nate broke into a fit of laughter, making Noah and I laugh as well.
I tickled him, "You have to share me, Nate, so be nice."
Nate screamed in joy and toppled off my lap into Noah's. He smiled up at us and I knew exactly what to write then.
Up until this point in my life, the road has always been rather clear. Yes, I have hit bumps along the way, but I have always made it through. Now, with graduation and the future ahead of me, I don't know what to expect, but have a clue as to what to do. I need to do what makes me happy as a mother, wife, and person. The smile on my son's face and the laughter that resounds from my fiancé's will be my guide and goal as I strive to become the best I can be.
