For my birthday blog post, I decided to discuss one thing I've learned every year of my life. I accompanied it with pictures...just a note, not every picture is related to the life lesson- but most are. It was tough to find pictures from the 10-13 range. Maybe it was because I was in my "awkward" stage or maybe it's because that's when the world was just beginning to transition to digital camera's. Also, they are written a little differently, some more childlike. Anyways, this is one of those posts that is more for me and my mental health and nostalgia than for readers. But hey, maybe you'll like it too.
Chocolate cake is delicious. It's even better when you stick your hands in it and put it in your hair. Plus, everyone thinks this is just adorable and they don't care if you make a mess!
Why do people keep putting a fork in my right hand? I think I prefer my left hand.
I have really big eyes. Everyone notices, and everyone stops to tell me. It's embarrassing and terrifying. I don't like it.
It's okay to go to school when you lost your brown crayon. You will not get in trouble. But what, wait if I can't tie my shoes for gym class? Or what if I can't get my brownie uniform unbuckled to go the bathroom? There are so many things I worry about!
If your parents give in to your begging and get your a bunny rabbit for Christmas, you should take care of it. Otherwise your dad might give it away to the random man who is repairing your basement.
(I very distinctly remember watching a movie in 4th grade on nuns and being completely taken aback by their missionary work, and wondered if I was supposed to do that, too).
Sometimes girls are going to be really mean. Sometimes they are going to tell you that you can't be on their team for the school reading challenge because they already have too many people. These girls may even have been your best friends since age 5. I don't think I want to hang out with them anymore...
My mom and I literally had the hardest time finding a picture that we could define as "11". I took this one from my friend Jamie's facebook. It may be a little off from 11, and you can't really see my face, but it's close enough!
Lesson: Neighborhood friends are the best kind of friends to have because all it takes is a few steps down the street to have a good time.
You should really, really tell people how much you love them and spend time with people around you because sometimes they die without warning. And it really, really hurts.
It can take time before you find where you fit in, but eventually you'll find it. Appreciate what you have and enjoy the laughs along the way.
Despite all the drama, tears, and fights that high school and hormones bring, I am darn lucky to have friends to do crazy silly things with and who support me through and through. This is the time of my life.
You are really never prepared to say goodbye to the people and the place that have made you incredibly happy for four years.
You can come out on the other side. You can push past all the things that held you back. You just have to keep stepping forward instead of backwards.
Your dream doesn't always work out. But that doesn't mean your world falls apart. It simply means you must trust God. He is leading you down the path you need to be walking. Even if that means walking a 1/2 marathon.
Each and every single one of us has a story. It is our duty, as humans, to help each other through the pages of our story. We must take care of each other. We must listen to each other. We must realize that life is not all about us and that we are called to LOVE and SERVE one another!
That's it folks. I hope you enjoyed my trip down memory lane.