By On Labor Day (September 4th) I turned twenty-five. We spent the day at a local sunflower farm, went out to lunch, and had a family dinner. Overall, it was a great day! The weird thing is, I’m still in shock a bit over it, but I think that’s because I never imagined what twenty-five would look like. I’ve never been one of those people who daydreams about the future, instead I focus on the now and being practical. Sometimes that’s not good, but usually it works for me. Until moments like this hit me and I’m like, whoa.
I was a bad teenager. I hate using the word bad to describe myself, but I was not an angel by any means. Back then I was constantly in trouble, running away, fighting with my parents, and doing other things that I’ll literally cry about if I ever catch my daughter doing. But that’s another story. From fifteen until twenty I did whatever I wanted. I had zero sense of consequences and honestly didn’t care about my future. As sad as that sounds, it’s truthful. Thankfully at twenty I had a life altering moment, and decided to get my life on back on track. During that next year I really focused on myself, and concentrated on becoming mentally an emotionally stable. It was a long journey, but it was the exact hard look at my life that I needed.
When I was 21, Ryan and I started dating, and our story together began. My 22nd and 23rd birthdays flew by, and my 24th I was pregnant with our sweet baby girl. My point is, the last five years of my life flew by, and I feel like I blinked and turned 25. I didn’t go to college and join a sorority, I didn’t travel abroad for a year, and I didn’t get to do some “normal” young adult things. Though I don’t think I have the traditional life of a twenty-five year old, I love this life. The life of being a fiancé and mother, a small business owner, sometimes blogger, and overall just a normal person. I spent so many years running away from my life, that it’s nice to have roots and my own little family now.
I feel like I’ve gotten a lot accomplished in life for being only twenty-five. I’ve learned a lot of hard lessons along the way, but thankfully got my “bad” behavior out early on.
Hopefully the next five years will be some of my best, because the last five have been pretty great. Real growth comes with change, and I think the older you get the easier change is. I’m excited to see where 25 takes me, and I’m even more excited for my new motherhood journey. The greatest gift I’ve ever gotten is my daughter, and celebrating my birthday with her was great.
I’m all over the place with this, but I’m just sharing from the heart. Sterling is napping and I have a feeling she’ll wake soon, so I’ll end this here. Here’s to twenty-five and feelin’ fine (and strong, ready, happy, ambitious, loved, and determined)
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