Three weeks ago I turned 24. It'd be a bit of an understatement to say that 23 was a rough year for me. There was a lot of change and a lot of hurt, but I know I grew through it and I know myself better for it.
I was hoping that 2015 would be the start of a new beginning, but random things kept coming up...like when I totaled my car and found myself in my parents basement for a full year, still looking for a job that will last, and now not even having my own car.
But now I'm 24. The options are endless (except for a new car...those suckers are hard to find)! ;) I'm successfully making my way through my goals for this year and I know I'm much stronger than I was. I know more of what matters to me and what things I'm willing to give up or cling to in order to make me happy. Happiness is the ultimate goal is it not? I may not be living on my own, but I still can't believe I get paid to hang out on a pool deck and laugh with a bunch of high-schoolers 2 hours a day. Coaching has also opened the door to new friendships and for that, I couldn't be more grateful.
I may not know what 24 may entail, what changes it may bring. But it does feel a little like this song from Pocahontas.
So here we go, 24. Let's make this a memorable year full of good adventures and memories I'll never forget.
