It's a funny thing when you're technically an adult, engaged to be married, starting to look at future homes to start a future family and yet, still don't feel like a grown up. That's exactly the point in my life that I'm in right now. I think a huge part of this has to do with the fact that a majority of my friends from high school are only now graduating college, whereas I skipped that chapter in my life. I fast forwarded a bit and decided to chase my dreams which, in my case, didn't require a classroom.
That decision has led me to where I am today. Blissfully happy with the experiences that I've been blessed with so far, and beyond excited about what the future holds. I'm a dreamer and someone who doesn't really like to plan things out. I'm spontaneous and impulsive and I've always been this way. You could say it's because I moved around so much when I was younger ... from house to house and from school to school, but I think this is who I was always meant to be. Someone who doesn't take things too seriously (most of the time) and who insists on figuring things out as she goes.
So, what do I want to be when I grow up? I want to be a dream chaser, motivator, truth speaker, inspiration giver, faith driven, loving wife + mother, and God willing, I want to be the person that I've always intended to be. Growing up is equally as scary as it is exciting. As I count down the days to my 22nd birthday, I have more thoughts and goals and hopes and dreams floating around in my head than I ever thought possible. I have a strange feeling that we never truly grow up. We're always changing, learning and growing, and that's a really beautiful thing.