Letter to Me

When I was in high school I could not wait to graduate. I was counting down the seconds until I could get out of that place! Things were so hard and I could not see how life was ever going to be okay again. People told me over and over that high school didn’t matter, that all those mean kids would fade into the background and in just a few years I would not even remember their names. Of course in high school you don't believe anything adults tell you so I waved off their insensitivities to my hurts that I would most certainly remember for as long as I lived!

Well guess what? All those crazy adults were completely right. The moment I began college everything from high school seemed so meaningless and silly. I could not believe I wasted so much time and energy being so upset about those kids (what were their names again?)

Well here I am again, all upset about things and feeling like life just won't ever be the same. Feeling like the hurts I have right now won't ever be healed, the pain will never dim, and maybe everything good to look forward to in life is over.

So I thought I would channel the future and have a much more adult me write myself a letter...

**ahem**

Dear Me,

         Ten years have passed since you graduated college and your thirty-third birthday was much like your twenty-third. I know you are scared to go out in the "real" world right now. The transition will be a little bit rough at times, but you end up making it through just fine I promise!

         Wait just a year and things will be so different. You'll look back on this time and smile at all the fears you had. Just hang on a little longer - good things are so, so close! You are right on the edge just about to tip over a hill on the wonderful roller coaster that is your life.Those college days were awesome but they are nowhere near the best days of your life.

         All those hurts you have right now? You don't even remember the details anymore. It’s all faded into the background. Save all those tears kiddo because in just a few years none of that matters. Trust me on this one! You have friends that are true and loyal, with you through thick and thin.

         Let go of all that guilt. Practice loving yourself a little more. Pick better people to hang out with. Don't settle but work on contentment. Don't spend so much time worrying about the future - you are happy, trust me! I cannot even tell you all the great things in your life because you just wouldn't believe me! ;)

         Chin up little fighter, adventure is coming your way!!

Love,

Yourself

P.S.
Do not ever fear about becoming an old maid.
He is here and he. is. wonderful. ;)

Top 10 Reasons I Cannot Commit to Adulthood

While you are in college you can still pretend to be a kid. By some you are not considered fully "adult" yet. You are still in that transition stage and allowed to be mischievous, make stupid mistakes and get into some trouble. But after graduation? BAM! It's over! You are an adult! Absolutely no more excuses. There is just no other way to look at it.

But some of us...although considered adults, may have some less-than adult tendencies. I have compiled a list of adultish things that adults do. These are the Top 10 reasons why I just can't COMMIT to being fully an adult yet. 

Adults...

10. Don't order chicken fingers at every restaurant.

      But they are so good! And who wants weird things I can't pronounce?? “Filet Mignon?!” No thank you! I want chicken fingers and I want to eat them with my hands.

9. Take showers in the morning. Every morning.

      I just can't commit to this. Plain and simple. 

8. They don't count chips and guacamole as dinner

     Making guacamole is quite a task and after completing it, I definitely don't want to begin cooking an entire meal. It's too much effort to simply be a "snack" or a "side dish." Plus, I always eat so many chips that I really am full afterwards so I think this should count as an adequate, adult dinner.

7. They "have lunch" together

      Blah. I don't want to "have lunch" with my friends. LAME! I want to hang out! Let's go to my house and make no-bake cookies and then give ourselves pedicures in my living room while we watch Disney movies. Much more fun.

6.They don't wear abnormally large bows.

      Occasionally I'll see adults with small discrete "professional" bows, but bows larger than your foot? No way. The problem is I have bows that match every outfit but they look kind of like this:

Outfits just aren't complete without them.

5.They love all babies

    I really love children, I do. I LOVE kids from about ages 1 1/2 and up. But under that? Ug. They are just so blah. No conversation. I know it's different when it's my own kid, but adults just seem to love all babies. And they don't mind their spit up. Or their poop. Or their drool.      Yuk.

4.They don't have days of the week underwear

     How could any adult possibly keep track of the days if it's not on their underwear?! oh...right...they sit at desks with calendars. LAME.

3. They don't sleep with stuffed animals/blankies, etc.

    I blame Toy Story, really. I just can't convince myself that everything in my room doesn't have feelings and personalities.

2. They aren't scared of storms

       I try to be brave, really I do. But when thunder comes rollin in, you can count on me to be under my blankets crying.

And....drum roll.....

The #1 Reason I cannot commit to adulthood is...

1. Adults don't have disney princess posters, stickers, night lights, comforters or pillows. 

    And I am just not going to give that up.

(This isn't my actual room but it's not a far stretch!)

So, you may call me an adult and I'll answer. I'll have lunch with you, laugh at thunderstorms and create dinners with three courses. But deep down inside, I'll never grow up!

Welcome

Hi! And welcome to my blog!

   The first thing you should know is that I love chocolate and I still sleep with a little stuffed dog, who is sometimes my very best friend. I feel those two facts are pretty pertinent in the reading of this blog.

I am twenty-two years old and I am graduating from college TOMORROW! And, before you ask me, no I don't know what I'm doing or where I'm going or what I'd like to wear tomorrow. In fact, I don't know anything really. Except that I'm scared to death. I know that much.

I feel as though now would be an opportune time to start a blog and sort some things out, reflect a little bit and share about all the awesome adventures that are sure to come my way.

I want adventure. I want to go somewhere. I want to be somebody. I want to change things. But a girl about to walk across a stage and look out in the big wide world can start to feel pretty small and unimportant.

I fell asleep watching Beauty and the Beast the other night (I'm a big sucker for anything Disney!) and I started crying at Belle's song in the beginning

"I want much more than this provincial life

I want adventure in the great wide somewhere

I want it more than I can tell

And for once it might be grand

To have someone understand

I want so much more than they've got planned"

I love Disney fairytales. Love them! They get me all choked up every time! A damsel in distress, an evil-doer on the loose, some adventurous and heart-racing obstacles and then...true love and a happily ever after!

I'm convinced my life is a fairy tale. Throughly convinced. Everything that's happened so far is just the beginning of the movie - you know the part where the damsel is in distress and all the bad guys are un-captured and all the evil motives are being revealed. But the audience is on the edge of their seats, just waiting to see how it all comes together.

So here we go.

Once Upon a Time in a land far, far away, I graduated from college and then...