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A lot of people I know are getting married this year. A lot of people I know were married by the time they were my age. I’m only 22.

A lot of people have started their careers, many (most of them) not far from home. I already have friends from high school with kids for goodness’ sakes!

I don’t plan on this happening to me…for some people, such things are just what they need to fulfill their dreams and live their ideal life; I totally understand,¬†every once in a while I get the inkling to settle down, live near my family, start my career, find a partner, buy a house, adopt a puppy….

But the other day I heard some advice I really liked: “give yourself your twenties.”

I’ve been thinking a LOT lately about what to do next, and I won’t pretend that it hasn’t been the cause of most of my recent anxiety.

However, I think I’m going to take that advice…I’m going to “give myself my twenties.”

I mean, let’s be honest here – is there a better time to try to “find¬†oneself” and explore the world than one’s twenties? I’m healthy, I’m intelligent, I’m able, I’m friendly, I’m open-minded, I’m a traveler, I’m single, I’m in zero debt – after September I will have a masters degree and will be free…from any and all obligations…when will a better opportunity to “find myself” appear?

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t claim to have an identity crisis! I know myself and I know I’ve got a lot in this world to accomplish, but I have my whole life ahead of me, and I don’t need to have my name on the side of a building by the time I’m 30. I want to travel and volunteer and use my skills for other purposes before I begin my corporate life / career. I want to see the world – I want to learn new languages and cultures, new skills and ideas!

I want to feel alive everyday.

So here’s to finishing up school, taking a sigh of relief, crossing my fingers, and “giving myself my twenties!”

– Ross


“Don’t lose who you are, in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It’s okay not to be okay…
Sometimes it’s hard, to follow your heart.
Tears don’t mean you’re losing, everybody’s bruising,
Just be true to who you are!”

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  • Comment by Katie — April 16, 2011 @ 03:20

    As a little girl I never had a “dream wedding” or any wedding about which I fantasized. I didn’t play house; I played apartment. If a baby doll was in my presence, it was my niece or nephew, never my own “baby.” I remember thinking that 27 was a magical number and at some point stating that I wouldn’t be willing to marry until I was at least 27 and financially stable (and even that seemed young). Oh, the wisdom of a nine year old Kate!

    I obviously did things a little differently, even though my gut knew better.

    Your post made me nostalgic for my twenties. A different set of them.

    So do it! Do it for everyone before you who wasn’t smart enough to do the same. Do it better than everyone who was. Do it for yourself.

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