chapter 25
It’s weird to think that I’m now 25. Cliche as it sounds, it seems like just yesterday that I was graduating high school. It seems like just last month I was graduating elementary school. It seems like just last year I was walking into kindergarten for the time (I colored an apple. Not gonna lie, it was a good time). I know 25 isn’t old, but I think it’s funny that all through school and college I just wanted to be done and out in the real world. In fact, I remember thinking when I was in first grade, “Seriously, I have 12 years of school? That’s going to take forever!” Now that I’m actually out in that real world with a real job and real problems and I just wish I could go back. Life was easier then. But how far back? The end of college? The end of high school? Middle school? How far back would I really need to go to make my life turn out differently. We’ve all heard it asked. “If you could go back and do it again, would you?” Yes, I would in a heartbeat. Not that my life turned out badly. But I know it could have turned out better. There are definitely things I would change. Is it wrong to have regrets? In a sense I think it is. As Christian’s we’re not to live in the past. But then I think, “If I don’t have regrets… do I really have morals?” … Whoa… I just got chills. Anybody else? Chills? No? Okay, moving on.
If you’ve been following my blog since it’s conception, you’ve no doubt read chapter 24. The problem with chapter 24 was that it was written when I was only 23. Now I’m writing chapter 25… and I am 25. If you’ve done the math (carry the 1) you’ve already realized…I SKIPPED AN ENTIRE YEAR! So here it is: Chapter 24 when I was actually 24.
When I was 24, I got my first college degree earned job. I gambled for the first time. I got my motorcycle license. I took up golf. I tried snowboarding. I sucked at golf and snowboarding. I got my heart broken. I fell in love. I started a business. I got a puppy. I moved into my first house. I went parasailing. And, I taught myself to cook.
I can’t so much complain about 24…. except that it’s gone.
More to come….
looks like your are having a bit of a “quarter-life crisis” as the john mayor song says…welcome to the club!
I think we all have some sort of regret. The key is not holding on to it and realizing it has made you a stronger and better person. I learned an important lesson teaching. Everyone makes mistakes. We learn from the mistake and do better next time. I tell myself that every day.
-Your lil sis
oh and by the way I am still 23
Oh it feels good to be young!
Yeah, he’s totally robbin’ the cradle with me. =) I’m just 21. Hey, hunny, do you remember what it feels like to be young? I do =P I’m just messin’ with ya. You know you’re not old.
P.S. – Loooove You