age:
- something society allows to be so defining.
we may as well let the farmers
brand the number onto our foreheads
each birthday.
why is it that people rely so much on this number?
they use it as a base to think off of.
when a kid turns 18 she should be ready to move out right?
to be on her own?
and college.
she should know what she wants to do with her life by now right?
or atleast an idea?
okay, now she's 21. she'll like to party all the time. probably get drunk a lot and struggle in school a bit.
25? alright. it's time to buckle down and figure out what you're really doing.
30? married? kids on the way...??
the cycle continues.
is this not a valid and partially accurate example of an assumption made by many to that of another individual?
age is something we let control us.
control us too much, i believe.
i'll be honest
when i was 18,
i told my parents that i'd live at home until i was 35.
when I was 19 I had no idea what i wanted to do with my life.
i'm 21 now and not big on the stereotyped "party scene".
I can't let age decide on the check points of my life.
I'll mature in different areas when I want to.
whether it's sooner or it's later.
it doesn't matter the time.
because it's my time.
it's me.
it's my pace.
and it's okay.
it's okay that i'm still not EXACTLY sure where i'll be in 5 years.
I actually halfway LIKE that.
it leaves room for freedom.
for mystery.
for change.
But i do KNOW
that i'll be happy.
doing whatever i'm doing.
because for my life,
no matter how old I am
i'll always do what i want to do.
and what's best for me.
and for my family.
i'll be the young woman that makes a difference in someone's life
because i stood up for what i believed in. because i felt it was wrong to keep my mouth shut in that particular moment.
i'll be the bride that gets married without all the traditional expectations. so what if my maid of honor is a boy?
i'll be the young mother that documents not just my child's life, but their personality too. THEIR personal take on life, as an inexperienced somebody in this huge world. i'll photograph them sleeping and take video of them playing make believe.
i'll be the mom who makes her 17 year old son give her a hug even if he groans everytime she does it. atleast then he'll KNOW i love him regardless of what i get back.
i'll be the grandma who gets down on the floor to play with her grandkids no matter how bad her knees hurt afterwards.
and i'll be the old woman who still holds the hand of the man she married 60 years ago. our hands will have writhered by then, but somehow our fingers will still lock together in the most perfect way.
the only thing that should ever hinder us from accomplishing a task
is the physical inability to do so.
don't let something like age stop you
from thinking maturely.
from acting rationally.
spontaneously.
or wholeheartedly.
The best thing about all of this is...
it doesn't matter when any of it happens.
it will all occur when i decide that it does.
nothing can hold me back.
especially not a number.
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