Monday, October 15, 2012

When I Grow Up.

"If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I will never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!" - Peter Pan

As soon as we're old enough to have a descent thought, people ask us "What do you want to be, when you grow up?" First, the answers are really thought through and realistic.

Ballerina! Astronaut! Princess! Batman!

The question isn't a daunting or stressful thought, at the time. However, time moves on and many birthdays later, the question becomes real. Not just what we will be when we grow up, but who will I be? Who will I be with? Where will I be? Will I be that person forever?

So. Many. Questions.

Every year we celebrate a birthday. I have a big one, two weeks from today. We celebrate that day because it's been another year that we've grown and matured. And, of course, because we get presents. I am a different girl than I was five birthdays ago. Five birthdays ago, I was a big eyed freshman discovering what it meant to be a teenager. Then, I graduated with my major and life completely planned out. Like most, I switched my major after my first year at college. I graduate with my associates this summer.

It's time for me to graduate, figure out what university I want to transfer to for the remainder of my education, oh, and figure out what my major is really going to be.

Peter Pan is my favorite character, for obvious reasons.  Anytime I start thinking about what I want to do and where I want to live the rest of my life, I want to run off to Neverland. I mean, I am working at Disney World.

The fact of the matter is, I have no idea what I want to do from this point. I thought I did, but life has a fabulous way of changing any and every plan you make. For a while, this really freaked me out. Then, I realized I'm still changing and growing. So it's okay that I'm still figuring things out. However, I do not need to run off to Neverland and become a lost kid. I need to live life and make new experiences and memories every day. The rest will come.

Lesson Learned: Live.

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