Happy blogiversary! The month of September marks my one-year anniversary of this blog. I believe I originally started blogging around 2013 (Paws For Thought), but decided to scratch it and start fresh. I was 18-years old at the time and just beginning college, then after my sophomore year I don’t think I wrote much. I guess I chose to start over because I wanted something more serious and adult-ish, or whatever.
Now that I pay my rent and have a full-time job with insurance, I do feel a lot more adult-y. But at the same time I still feel like most people look at me as this naive little girl with bambi eyes who doesn’t know anything. They say that the “teens” are an awkward, in-between stage, but I highly disagree. It’s your “20s” that are the true awkward, in-between stage.
It’s crazy to think about all the changes that have happened to me in the past few years. I feel like I have to pause for a moment and appreciate all the hardships and struggles I went through to get to where I am today.
I never imagined I would meet so many people and make so many friends in a such a short timespan. I figured that after my first year of college, I would stop making friends. But everywhere I go, even though I consider myself slightly antisocial, I still find myself making friends all the time. I may not stay in touch with everyone, but they have all enriched my life. I have learned to accept the fact that people will float in and out of your life like seasons – you can’t hold onto everyone. But that doesn’t make a person any less special or important to you. You could have a friend for years, or just months, or maybe even just weeks or days, and still think to yourself later on, “wow, I’m so glad we met!” The past few years have truly taught me the beauty of letting go.
Life is strange, life is unpredictable, life is full of surprises – good or bad – but you deal with them and you move on. Life is how you see it: you can look back on a certain time in your life and only see the good times, or you can look back and only see the bad times. Our mind likes to classify every single thing as “good” or “bad,” just to make us feel like we’re in control, but the truth is that good and bad always seem to be mixed together (like the ying yang symbol). And that’s what I’ve learned.