These past few weeks have felt like life in the fast lane. There was
so much going on and so little time in which to get everything done!
Last week I turned 25 and I'm not quite sure how I feel about that.
With how fast life flies by these days I feel like I am running out of
time to accomplish everything that I want to! When I look back on my
previous years what sticks out most to me is the time that I wasted and
the dreams that I let slip away. When I was young I was a good gymnast
with Olympic dreams, and then I quit gymnastics. I took piano lessons
for years, and then I stopped playing. I had dreams of becoming an
author, and then I stopped writing. Am I a quitter? My track record
certainly seems to confirm that I am, or, just maybe, I can learn from
my mistakes. I can feel the regret of everything that I gave up on and
never let myself give up again. This is what being 25 means to me. I
have lived my life for 25 years and I have learned and I have grown. I
will not let another 25 years go by without fighting for my dreams! I
may feel like an old lady (who is usually in bed by 8:30) sometimes, but
I have plenty of fight left in me to accomplish my dreams. I am 25 and
the best is yet to come!