For the last few days I’ve been thinking about how old I am. Yes, I know I’m not really old, but I feel old.
In a few weeks I turn twenty-three. I’m pretty sure last week I was fifteen praying that that year of life could just be over and dreaming of what life would be like at twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three.
The weird thing is, even though I’ve lived all the years in between fifteen and twenty-three I’m not sure I really remember them. They went by so fast that the reality of being twenty-three doesn’t feel like a reality at all.
I have decided that the problem with being almost twenty-three is that my life is nothing like what I expected it to be at this age. I feel way more immature then I thought I would and I still feel unprepared for life.
I have heard from multiple people in my life that they feel the same way. I have also heard from people older then me, mostly my mother, that this is a more normal feeling then I think.
Since apparently lots of people feel this same way – old when they aren’t – I thought I would share my decision on how to deal with this feeling.
Get over it!
Yes I’m almost twenty-three and yes I’m about to graduate college. No, I’m not as mature as I thought I would be and I have no idea what I’m going to do with my life.
So I’m not anything I expect to be at this age, but oh well!
I am right where God has me and I am going to choose to be content with who I am and where I am in life.