Growing

So I will be 27 on Thursday, wow. I feel as if I am still 16 in so many ways yet, I have changed and grown in so many as well. I am proud of who I am today, but around my birthday it is hard not to think of all the things I have not accomplished.

I can remember being a child of 5 or 6 thinking that by this age I would have kids, be married, and working in the arts. That I would have traveled all over the world by now. To be honest, it is kind of scary to think about how much I still have to do in comparison to how much time I have left.
I think these are thoughts that we all face at least once in our lives. When we realize amidst our everyday hustle and bustle, that our lives haven't turned out the way we had planned. But I also think that it is in this time that we find out exactly who we have become and how happy we are about it.


I may not have a big career in the art world, or a house on the hill. But I live everyday of my life as if it were my last, and I work a good job, an honest job. My house is an apartment, but it is nice and clean, and warm. I may not be married, but I have a man who shows me more love and respect than most women I know who are married. And kids, well that I am glad I have not done yet, that will come in time. And as for travel, well I've seen some places, and I'll see some more, once again it will come.

So I guess that I have learned, that in growing older, what I have done is grown. I think things out, I have learned to accept what cannot be changed and to change what can. I have grown older, wiser, stronger, and calmer. And I hope the cycle never stops, because it's been a fun ride.

Thank you to anyone who reads this for listening to the thoughts trickling out of my head. It's nice to let them out sometimes.