Here we are again. For the past four years of having this blog, I have always written a “birthday” post in celebration of my birthday that is February 8th. There are some of my very favorite posts because I take the time to reflect on my life, every single year and I get to document that process on the blog.
And each year, before I write the birthday post, I read the last four. It’s a great mile-marker for where my life has gone and a great map to better understanding myself and seeing growth.
This post is no different. However, for the first time, reflecting back on the last year of my life seems to be as if I was reflecting on the last 10. So much has happened this last year and it’s easy to forget some of the things that are now so much different from my current reality.
Given that it is a stretch to even remeber my freshmen year of high school, challenging myself to go back to the early elementary and middle school years is quite the feat.
It’s weird to think that I used to have curly red hair that was untameable when I look in the mirror and see hair that I have taken years to tame and defrizz. It’s odd to recall the many Justice t-shirts and Clarie’s earrings I used to wear on a daily basis.
It’s almost funny to look back and remeber my old birthday parties at parks, pizza places, and gymnastic gyms. To remember all of the laughs and games and movies and all the cake.
I feel like a totally different person from who I was those few years ago. Granted, 10 years is a long time, but then again, what is 10 years when they fly by so quickly.
I wonder what I would think of myself now if I could go back and introduce the young me to me now. I think I would be proud but totally shocked with some of my accomplishments and it would be very hard to believe the things I have fallen in love with.
Who knew track and field would be such a huge part of my life, teaching would be my career path, and English the thing I love to study. Would I be happy with the quality of life I am living? I know for a fact that the younger me would not want me to throw away purpose for a better standing or quality for quantity. I know that the younger me wanted a full life and, I dare say, I am getting there.
I am excited for this new age and for this new year. So many changes are ahead of me and I have learned to realize that change has never been a bad thing. No matter how many times I wanted to run from change, all along,change was God’s way of working things out for the better.
So here is to my 18th birthday. Here is to change and celebrating the small joys. Here is to remembering the young me and seeing her grow.
XOXO, The Christian Prepster