On some days, I mourn my old life and the simplicity of all. My biggest worry used to be how sweaty I would get after walking a mile from the school parking lot to class. Now, I feel uneasy about everything all at once.
As I turn 26, I’ve realized it’s OK to grieve these lost moments in time, good or bad. It’s OK to feel like you’re not where you should be in life because truth is, you’re probably exactly where you’re meant to be.
Life, as beautiful (and heartbreaking) as it can be, is a labyrinth that we’re all trying to figure out. No one has the answers, not me and not you. Even so, turning 26 strangely feels daunting. I have hope, fears, and everything in between.
Will this year be different? Or will it feel as suffocating as 25? What obstacles will be thrown in my journey and what lessons do I still need to learn?
On the bright side, I’ve always loved even numbers….
Here’s to chapter 26 and to the doors that may close so new ones can open.
