andiecrafts

Today is the first day of my right to saying an age without “teen” attached to it. Seven years of having such suffix attached to my age has never registered as something significant, until now. I just realized, I am no longer a teenager! I am officially an adult, and should, therefore, remove any teen-like, all the more child-like, behavior from my stubborn system.

I am proud to say that I deserve the age. Despite my insecurities, I have managed to become the adult I never thought I could ever be. Yes, I may be childlike, and one might think such behavior does not deserve references to adulthood: but is one’s antics to overcome one’s choices in degree of importance? Is one’s maturity in thought to be dwindled by one’s carefree disposition?

I have learned and experienced quite much within the past year. Things about friendship, work, faith, and everything else in between, have made some of their truths known to the 3-pound organ enclosed by my skull. I know it’s not enough. But then, when has anything ever been enough?

I am all out of words and the wit for writing. I guess this means farewell.

Happy Birthday to me!