Thursday, October 3, 2013

It's Odd to be 25

It's an odd feeling to be 25. I'm not sure that I ever dreamed of what my life would be like after college, but I definitely don't think my current life would have been a part of that plan. This is not to say that I'm unhappy with my life but I think I'm still adjusting to so many parts of it.

Never in a million years would I have guessed that I'd be engaged at twenty five. I can recall 20+ times when I told people I wouldn't even think about marriage until 30, that I had a life to go live and places to see! Now here I am, 25 and engaged. I am so happy that I'm engaged to a wonderful guy and I'm looking forward to many great years with Mr. Young, but again still an odd feeling sometimes.

There are even little things that throw me off and make me wonder: where did the real Anna go? I've been practically begging for daylight savings time so I can go back to sunny mornings that are perfect for running. This is coming from the girl who used to savor every drop of evening light from late summer into the fall and preferred to sleep until 10am. I go to bed early all the time because I'm tired all the time. Heck, I'm 25 not 55. Our wedding registry makes me slightly feel like playing house--am I really grown up enough to do this? And what's the big deal about dinner plates?

Although I never had firm plans I think I imagined my twenties spent in a big city with great girlfriends, damn you Sex & the City for these false glimpses of life. I pictured a beautifully decorated little apartment that wouldn't be a sea of pink, but would still have a certain edge of femininity to it. There would be roommates who would turn into best friends and brunch is something that would happen every weekend, always with mimosas.

Now I'm in a bigger-ish city although I live in the suburbs, my house is decorated decently (with little pink), but there's definitely no brunch, no mimosas, and all of my very best girlfriends live in other places. There are no girly nights and frankly not much of girly anything, and I'll admit that's something that I need to work on. Not always easy when you live with a boy.
This doesn't quite make me happy or sad because there are so many things I love about my life right now, but there are still a few things that I'm really missing. When I stumbled upon this quote over the past year I saved it because it really stood out to me. When I'm over here having a pity party I need to remember that I'm not going to find things to be happy about if I don't make a concerted effort to seek them out.

Some of these mundane everyday life things do make me happy and while they aren't a flashy life in the city there is still joy to be taken from them. Going to sleep along side my best friend, coffee in my girly coffee tumblers, coming home to my little house and family.

Everyday I remind myself to be grateful for these small things and the many blessings in my life. But this is life lately and I couldn't get my fingers to stop after typing the first sentence. I think it's called "growing up," my least favorite word pairing in the English language.

A continuation of thoughts from this post.


Laura Darling said...

I'm 25 and engaged, and I feel the same way sometimes. It's a weird age. I kind of feel like I'm in limbo between being a kid and being a real adult!

AMP said...

Have to steal this quote - it's perfect!! Great post =)