29. How can I be 29? I feel like a child that played dress up in her moms clothes. Sleeves covering her hands, pearls hanging down to her waist, shoes 5 sizes too big. Once, I was still growing into who I am. The growing pains came and I thought I wouldn't make it through. And now, now I feel like that little girl fits in her self now. I grew into who I am. I skipped and elementary school flew by, I cried a river and high school was over, I blinked and found myself a mom. Life does not wait for us. It persists and nudges and when we dig in our toes and resist it gives us a firm shove. But, we must remember to appreciate the journey. The long moments that seem never ending? Remember. The days that fly by? Remember. The painful nights full of tears and anxiety and fear? Remember. The love filled times that make your heart squeeze? Remember. The journey matters. The journey is what helps us grow into who we are and who we will be. Embrace it. Cherish it. Share it. I embrace this new year. Welcome 29. Let's be friends.
