Colby's Final Words
The last 42 days have become an amazing chapter in my life, filled with some incredible journal entries. If you keep a journal at home, each day you go in and it's completely different. You write different things that you've either thought or felt for that day, and that's the way the 42 days have been--the highest highs and the lowest lows. It gets said a lot, but that's the way it is; there's been some very hard and tough times, but there've been some big grins to go along with it, and I don't know today what it's completely meant to me. I just hope in six months I know how much and what exactly it's meant to me. It's so overwhelming to think now that it's coming to an end, because for so long you're just trying to work through it and make it to the end, and so many times you don't even concern yourself with looking at the day you're in or reflecting on the few days that you've just went through because you're so focused on trying to get to the end and win. So it's only now that you actually have time to sit down and thing "My gosh, we only have got one day left. This may be it, I may have one afternoon left. I don't know what that means. I don't know exactly what this means to me. I know I've enjoyed it. I know overall, you factor all the good and the bad together and it's all positive.
It was an incredible experience, and I know there are many days that I said if I were ever asked if I'd do it again, I told myself, no, that I wouldn't. And my mind's starting to change. Now that you get towards the end, and you look back on the entire thing as a whole, your mind starts to change. And I'm sure if you asked me in a week, I'll say, yeah, I'd do it again.
