Things are changing, friends, and I feel like I've been through the spin cycle on a washing machine.
It's been hitting me that my childhood years are coming to a close, which is a silly thing to think now, I know.
"I'm 20 years old, I haven't been a kid for a while right?"
"I'm 20 years old, I haven't been a kid for a while right?"
Well, it's a funny thing...because truly the only life I have known is one where I was young.
I was born young (weren't we all), I grew up young, made decisions young...I have only lived life as a young person.
I'm not quite so young anymore, and it amazes me that I'm aware of that.
It's like I can see from an outside perspective that my life is changing.
I'm hitting forks in the road like a car in the parking lot of an exploded Italian restaurant.
Friends are getting married, I'm halfway through my time at college, I have a real (really wonderful) relationship, I'm already thinking about a place to live after school, a future career...
A life that is not so "young" anymore.
It scares the living lightbulbs out of me, and I've had a really rough time surrendering my childhood.
But now, I think it's time to move on.
Sometimes we all want to be Peter Pan; stay trapped in a life where there is no need to grow old. However, I always felt the slightest bit sorry for those lost boys...they may fight pirates and swim with mermaids, but they will always miss the biggest adventure of all...living life.
This is my new adventure: to live a full and abundant life, rich with experiences and memories that will never go away, no matter how old I get.
May I always remember my childhood, but not live it. May I learn and grow from it, and no matter what, may I always view life with the same energy and passion that I do now. May that be my "youth" that survives in this journey.
And may my Savior be there every step of the way.
To infinity and beyond!!
