All my life, I’ve been a forward thinker. I’ve always been so focused on “what comes next” and was certain that the next step was undoubtedly going to be more exciting than the place I was at. In high school, I couldn’t wait for college. In college, I couldn’t wait to graduate. When I was in a long term relationship, all I could think about was marriage, and kids. Time could not go by fast enough.
Now, at 23 years old, I’ve done a complete 180.
Time, please slow down.
I’ve looked at my [short] 23 years of life so far, and I’ve got to say that I have accomplished a lot. I’ve graduated college, and am 5 short months away from finishing my master’s degree. I have a great group of friends, some loving family members and a lot to be proud of.
But on the eve of starting my career, I’ve realized that everything “known” is slipping away from me. While my childhood is a distant memory, my teens are long gone, and my early 20’s are fading, and FAST. I will no longer be going to school, nor will I know what my “plan” is for the next 5 or 10 years of my life. For someone who thrives on plans and the future, this is a very scary thing.
I know what I want in life, but I’m not about to force these things to happen (although, let me be clear, I’m still accepting applications for future husbands and future baby-daddies). Instead, for one of the first times in my life, I’m contented with the stage I’m at.
All I ask for is for time not to go by so fast.
Give me time to enjoy where I’m at, because as scary as it is, it’s a beautiful place and I don’t want to rush through it.
