Saturday, March 28, 2009

Well I guess this is growing up.

Despite my young age, I'm beginning to dread birthdays and getting older.  Life's moving way too fast. I don't mind it at times because I'm constantly wishing I was older.  That I could just skip these years of uncertainty and move on to a more stable, steady point in my life.  An age where I'll be more sure, confident, with a career, a family even.  I'll have life stories beginning to pile up, different experiences to collect.  It's hard celebrating your birthday when your being thrust into the uncertain, given a new age; as if it's there to tell you to make something more of yourself, you're older now.  

How will I remember my 19th year.  What landmarks will I pass. Will anything life changing occur?

1 comment:

Mary Clare said...

I agree with all of the above.