Hello friends! Another year has passed. It seems like just yesterday I was writing about how it didn’t feel different to turn twenty one…
But here I am, 365 days later.
Twenty one was a big year for me. It was a year of change. A year of growth.
A year where I took the time to get to know myself and learn what my interests are. A year where I made the conscious effort to be kinder, to push myself, to stop being afraid.
The year where I made my first adult purchase and bought a car. By myself.
My self-confidence and self-love have grown tremendously over the past year. I’ve grown fond of myself as a person.
I worked two amazing jobs and went to school full time. It was challenging, it was exhausting, and it was worth it.
I was surrounded by more love than I could ever deserve.
That was twenty one.
Twenty one brought me closer to all of my goals – but I haven’t reached them yet. That’s what twenty two is for.
I have high expectations for twenty two.
This is the year that I graduate from college – six months from now, to be exact.
This is the year that I plan to move away and start my career in my field.
This is the year that I have to work harder than ever before to make my dreams come true.
Everything I’ve been working toward for the past few years, everything I’ve been building. It has all been leading up to twenty two.
Twenty two is going to be an important one – I can feel it in my bones.
I have a lot to look forward to this year. I hope I can make the most of it. Twenty three feels like decades away, but I know that twenty two will move fast and I need to keep up.
I don’t know what to expect for the next 365 days, but for now I can say with certainty that I am feeling happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time.
It’s miserable and magical.
Here’s to twenty two.