I remember my older sister theorizing that turning twenty-four was frightening, because there is no denying it: you're officially in your mid-twenties. You're supposed to have your proverbial crap figured out. I planned to be struck by the wave of "unfinished business" upon entering year twenty-four, but so far no such tsunami has struck, and I've spent my moments looking back with a smile.
Twenty-three was such a bittersweet year. But even in the "bitter" moments, I now find long term sweetness. Sweetness that comes from growth through mistakes, and sweetness found in those that surround me...the people that loved me through those silly, ridiculous stumbles that filled my twenty-third year. Truly, I might look similar to freshly twenty-three year old Bethany who awoke in this same apartment in 2009, but I think on the inside...twenty-four year old Bethany is a whole new girl. Her heart has been changed because of the lessons woven throughout the past 365 days. Lessons like:
- There are incredibly beautiful people who may only be part of your story for a few chapters, but they will always, always remain in your heart.
- Tough times come within families, but the the clouds will pass. Chin up, buttercup.
- Men know how to scar your heart. Guard that sucker like it is Fort Knox, baby.
- Conquering overwhelming things proves to you that you can do more than you imagined. Draw on that feeling at 2am, while painting and wondering what you were smoking when you became an art major.
- Buy a chandelier to cope with heartache. Heck, buy anything to cope with heartache.
- Stop worrying about perfection. There's beauty to be found in the mess.
Bring it, on twenty-four. Bring it on. :)