I TURNED 25 TODAY and, despite what everybody says and what I used to think, turning 25 isn’t so bad.
Several years ago (I think senior in High School), we were asked to write down what we thought our life would look like at 25. I found my letter a few days ago while I was cleaning out my desk and all I can say is L O L because I thought I’d be married with a steady job…and now I’m obviously wondering, “What in the actual heck was I thinking?”
Isn’t it funny how much our goals and desires change? We grow up thinking our life is supposed to look a certain way and, if it doesn’t, we’ve somehow failed. As a result, silly things like turning 25 tend to freak us out.
Yes, turning 25 is a big deal. It matters. But, I’ve I learned it’s not everything.
We’re not a lost cause if we’re not where we want to be and It’s okay if we’re still figuring things out.
Honestly, marriage is the last thing on my mind right now and I don’t exactly have a steady job. I mean, I have a job that supports me while I chase my dreams and work to make a living. It’s hard work and a long process but I love it. Good things take time, right? So if this is where I am at 25 years old, I don’t think I’m doing too bad.
Turning 25 doesn’t seem that old, after all. Sure, maybe 25 is halfway to 50 and maybe it’s 1/4 of the way to 100…but all I care about is the here and now.
Turning 25 is all about what you make it.
Although I’m not where I want to be, I’m learning that’s okay.
I’m not freaked out.
I’m not scared.
I don’t feel like a failure.
This is my race. I’m the big 2-5 now. I’m staying in my lane and I’m going to keep moving forward. Taking every day, each moment, as it comes.
So, here’s to turning 25.
Here’s to continuing down the path, showing up even when I don’t feel like it, making time for what matters most, and here’s to chasing after my dreams and being okay with living a life that doesn’t necessarily look like the other 25-year-olds around me.