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By Hannah Henriques Every Saturday morning we will be posting a piece as a part of our "Coffee Date" series. In our opinion there is nothing better than starting off the weekend with a good read and a cup of coffee. We hope these pieces cause you to think, reflect, and dig a little deeper. So grab your coffee, tea, or juice and settle in! When I was younger my mother always told me that she doesn't remember growing up, only waking up one day and being old. I never understood that until it happened to me.
I turned 24 this year. TWENTY-FOUR. I had been dreading it for a while and must admit I was a little sour towards my family because I didn't feel like celebrating it. Why? Because I feel old. Not old like 87 years old, with fake teeth and blood thinners, but old like I don’t really know where I belong in this moment of life.I spent my 23rd year floating in limbo, not sure where to land, so as I transitioned into my 24th year I felt the need to land somewhere… Anywhere.
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