It all happens in the blink of an eye. One minute you're in preschool learning how to read and write, and the next you are a senior in college trying to decide where you are going to college.

I can still remember my preschool teacher. It feels like just yesterday I was standing in the window bawling as my mom drove away. My teacher used to tell me stories about her dog to calm me down, and it worked without fail every day.

I have a distinct memory of my first day of first grade, and not being able to read the bathroom passes, and how my teacher took the time to show me which was which.

And it feels like just yesterday my mom was driving me to school on my first day of high school. My brother kept telling me it would go by so fast. Now, sitting here in the winter of my senior year, I can't believe it's over. After 12 years in the same school district, it's time for me to move on to a totally new place.

So the question is: now what? What happens when the kids I've known my whole life and I all go in different directions? Will everything work out or will it be an unbearable to be without them? So now what? What happens next?