The 20s. I must admit that this has been the
most interesting decade of my life...not that I've lived that many. As a woman
in my late 20s, I have been able to reflect over my youth and early adulthood
with gratefulness that life has improved for the better. I recommend everyone
to reflect. I think it's wonderful and fruitful.
Reflections keep me going. They keep me humble, too, because I can always think about how far I've come and what obstacles I've overcome. There are some memories that I choose to forget and pretend never happened, but there are always tons more that I can remember.
I loved when I was 12 years old. Despite the fact that I was called a nerd and was teased for my zeal to be the best teacher's pet I could be, it was at that age that I realized I wanted to be a famous writer. I wanted people to know me, my name, and my writings. I wanted the whole world to see me through my creativity. I wanted them to read my short stories and feel emotion. I desired literary criticism and attention from everyone. I made it my mission to get that attention, too.
It's amazing how most people are driven in their youth. They are eager to make the most out of life as children. When goals seem to be impossible and out of reach, they see the possibilities. Unless they are hindered by adults or particular means involving legalities, finances, or reliable transportation, they boil with excitement to do the impossible. One thing that I wanted to do when I was a child was sponsor a baby in Africa. I dreaded seeing the commercials of them crawling on the ground with flies all over them. The advertisement requested only ten cents a day. I thought, I have that! I have some change! My heart yearned to give to that child, but I was held back. Not only was I not old enough to call, with 18 years old being a requirement, I did not know what more I could do. I didn't know how long I could give the money. I really didn't have that much change and I didn't have a piggy bank, but I knew that I had ten cents.
Reflections keep me going. They keep me humble, too, because I can always think about how far I've come and what obstacles I've overcome. There are some memories that I choose to forget and pretend never happened, but there are always tons more that I can remember.
I loved when I was 12 years old. Despite the fact that I was called a nerd and was teased for my zeal to be the best teacher's pet I could be, it was at that age that I realized I wanted to be a famous writer. I wanted people to know me, my name, and my writings. I wanted the whole world to see me through my creativity. I wanted them to read my short stories and feel emotion. I desired literary criticism and attention from everyone. I made it my mission to get that attention, too.
It's amazing how most people are driven in their youth. They are eager to make the most out of life as children. When goals seem to be impossible and out of reach, they see the possibilities. Unless they are hindered by adults or particular means involving legalities, finances, or reliable transportation, they boil with excitement to do the impossible. One thing that I wanted to do when I was a child was sponsor a baby in Africa. I dreaded seeing the commercials of them crawling on the ground with flies all over them. The advertisement requested only ten cents a day. I thought, I have that! I have some change! My heart yearned to give to that child, but I was held back. Not only was I not old enough to call, with 18 years old being a requirement, I did not know what more I could do. I didn't know how long I could give the money. I really didn't have that much change and I didn't have a piggy bank, but I knew that I had ten cents.
