As I sit here reflecting back on my 24th year only one word seems to come to mind,
"Unexpected"
Now this is both an amazing thing and a scary thing all at once.
Thinking about all the time that has passed.
Thinking about where I was when I was 23.
Thinking about what's to come.
Why I say unexpected is because so many things happened that I never thought would.
My brother in law Mikey dying.
My niece Evelyn being born.
Finding myself starting to fall in love again but quickly seeing it end.
Seeing my family change but in a good way that I never thought possible.
Seeing the growth in myself.
Seeing life go on.
It honestly is such a beautiful life, full of amazing moments and hard times and sad ones.
All culminating into this picture to look at and just feel one's place.
Self realization and awareness make life fulfilling and real.
To begin my 23rd year was something that was none the less a bit bumpy and hard.
Followed by times of extreme trials for the family and myself.
But then it began to heal and become happy again.
I didn't want to believe it honestly finding myself feeling an energy and zest for life.
Progress and certain pasts disappearing.
Yet to end my 24th year and going into the big 25 I do so with hope and maturity I feel.
I just recently got hurt.
Not physically but emotionally.
Heartache for a bit.
I am not the victim though, I had my part in the ending of something I thought could be extraordinary
But I guess it just wasn't meant.
And I am okay and will be okay.
If you are reading this I am sorry, I think only the best of you, and hope life treats you kind.
I feel more than any other age, 24 was unexpectedly amazing.
No other age than 24 did I grow up.
I love Peter Pan, but I'm sorry Peter this lost boy has found himself growing up.
25 may take me from my Neverland to some extent but I will always have it in my heart.
So here we go 25.
I'm ready for you.
Thank you 24 for all you did for me and the amazing journey I got to go on.
Now more than ever I will be listening to Adele's 25 album! :)


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