“Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.” – Virginia Woolf
I’m not going to get into the nitty-gritty here, but rather, simply explain that lately I’ve been feeling the need to use this blog for something more. Those of you who know me in real life can confirm how easy it is for me to run my mouth when it comes to something I feel passionate about. I want to apply that passion to this creative outlet. I want to put genuine thought and relatable concepts into paragraphs and posts. Today’s modern young women navigate through their twenties while facing an onslaught of conflicts and circumstances. For me, the best way to figure it all out, is to write it all down.
So, here’s to new beginnings, at a time in my life when everything feels like a fresh start. Within the last six months I became single for the first time since high school, graduated college with a degree in a field everyone seems to have an opinion on, and moved home to spend one last summer living with my family- hopefully.
I should be terrified. I should be overwhelmed by the expanse of possibility before me, and sure, some days I am. But I’m twenty one- a very young twenty one and where I am now, is exactly where I want to be. Sure, future growing pains are inevitable, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt more confident in who I am than I do at this point in my life. There is purpose in what I want to do and time to get there. There is an obvious goodness in people and a universe that rewards and challenges me with things out of my control. I am able to manifest happiness in two ways: how I choose to fill my time and who I surround myself with.
Some days I drive home with the windows down and the radio blasting, wondering if I’ve discovered the meaning of life. Then I remember I haven’t even occupied this earth for a quarter of a century yet and urge myself to tone it down. I’ll get there one day, I’m sure of it, but for now I’m perfectly content just being.
There’s a lot I want to tackle on here. As human beings, we’ve lost the art of thinking- of sitting in silence. I want to take the conversations that play out in my head and put them down somewhere, bring them to life. Let me hear your thoughts and connections and arguments. I’m not sure that I will, knowing that my mom, best friend’s mom, and grandma are pretty much the only consistent readers I have, but I’m putting it out there. What’s on your mind? What’s something you can’t stop talking about? I’m not exactly sure where I’m going to go from here, but I think this is a pretty good place to start.