I couldn’t help glancing at my teenage years as they became smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror and soon, I’m sure they’ll just be tiny specks in the distance, fading away until I can’t see them at all.
Growing up is all about waving goodbye with that bittersweet feeling in the pit of your stomach because you don’t know if you’ll ever be the same again; it’s all about embracing the things that make you wake up in the morning and not letting them go.
Today, with my loved ones surrounding me, I closed my eyes and blew out the candles on my cake, wishing not for better days, as I have every year before, but for preservation- for yesterday and for today and for tomorrow, for everyday to be as satisfying as these last few months have been.
There’s no looking back now, he reminded me, but for once that’s okay- for once I can keep my eyes focused on the road before me and anticipate all the incredible things life has to offer. I may not be a teenager anymore, but I still feel emotions as strongly as one- and I promise that I always will.
