As I sit here, listening to music, writing, I'm emotional. I'm thinking (which isn't always good) about the time spent in this house. More like where I was this time last year. Ignore the mess of my room, most of it is packed up, because we're moving again! Many of you know we moved to this house last year after our landlord lost our house and the police gave us Five days to pack up our entire lives and find another place to call home. It was one of the most traumatic events in the lives of the Mejia's. It took some time, but we were able to get this house and move in within a few days. It was hard and although this house wasn't our ideal home, it worked. Since last March, many memories had been made in this home. Now as I pack up my life once again, I can't help but look back on all those memories. I look back and remember, the good, the great, and the not so good. All of it, every memory, has brought me to where I am today. There are some things I wish I could erase, some memories I wish I could relive again, but either way they are apart of me. Like my twenty-first birthday that was spent here. Now to make matters worse, my birthday was a difficult one. Last year, we spent the Saturday before my birthday having a small family party, trying to get my grandparents, aunt, and cousins together. With the dynamic of my family sometimes things don't go as planned. The day ended with the exchange of comments that led to everyone leaving before I could even blow it my candles. It was frustrating, but what can you do? That night however, ended with a flowers, a bunch of friends, a dart tournament, a game of corn hole, and great memories. It was unplanned (like the majority of my life) but was turned into a great evening. My twenty first was actually a great one. The day before we went to Warped Tour in San Diego and I climbed this arch that I always swore when I was little I would climb. I have always enjoyed doing things that not everyone would do, or expect. Climbing the arch was just one of those things. I wouldn't recommend climbing it, because there's snakes around (don't ask how I know that) but I was determined to do it. I knew when I was sixteen they on my twenty first I would climb it. The day before my birthday I did. It wasn't to prove anything to anyone other than myself. I knew that by doing this I broke down barriers that held me back for so long. I vowed to be more adventurous and free, to stop caring what others think and just enjoy life. Now looking back a year later, I would say I've conquered some (not all) of the things I've been afraid of. I am still learning to love myself and not overthink so much, but I think I've made progress. I find that as I get older my family does too, so I need to spend time with them more. I'm learning to be patient and content with where I am in life and not rush things. Most of all, I'm learning to trust God in where he's taking my life. I can't do anything without him. I always dreamed of being twenty-one, now that I'm moving from the best year of my life to the next year, it makes me sad. I know that twenty one was great, but it also held its challenges. I'm taking life day by day, learning to appreciate the little things, and leaning in to those who love me the most. I look at the pictures on my wall, the polaroids I've taken and I smile. I get to relive each and every important memory from this last year, through the frame of a little white border. I take polaroids not just to remember, but because they open a door back to that memory. These were my memories from being twenty-one, and I cherish them dearly.
Since I was little, I couldn't wait to turn twenty-one and say I'm an adult. Not looking back my only regret was not having enjoyed life more. I'm sad to let go of twenty one, but I know that twenty-two is going to be double the trouble. I'm ready for what God has in this new season. I'm ready for the next Adventure.
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AuthorReggie is a college gradute with a degree in English. She loves traveling and hopes to one day stay on the battle field for missions. Life is a book and everyday is an adventure, follow her on this journey and see the world through her eyes. Archives
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