Friends, I turn 20 years old in a matter of days! I’m more than sure I’m freaking out about it much more than the average 19 year-old does, but it’s important to me! To be fair, I really freaked out when I turned 10. And who wouldn’t? Once you turn 10, your age is defined by not one, but two numbers, for the rest of your life, unless of course you turn 100. If I ever get there, I’m sure I’ll freak out just as much.
I am turning 20. I will no longer be a teenager, I will be in my 20s. That’s terrifying!! I would much rather let everyone just think I’m still a teenager and maybe get some slack? This whole life thing is hard. Living on your own, figuring out your life, trying to hold down a place, pay bills, and not eat Ramen every night is a feat, and something I’m actually pretty proud of accomplishing at 18. Is it weird that I feel like there are much more expectations from a 20 year-old? Am I allowed to still hate tomatoes and kale now that I’m in my 20s? Will people judge me when I want to eat candy when I’m sad, and put off laundry for 3 days too long?
I’m sure this is all pressure is just put on myself, but apparently I’m the type of person who overthinks all these things. I’m sure none of those things matter. It’s just another year on the journey,right? And I’m sure there’s plenty of people in their mid to late-20s who I’m sure are asking similar questions. *sigh* Sometimes I need to remind myself to sit down and seriously just chill out. It’ll be okay. That being said, I have lots of hope for this next decade of my life, known as ‘my twenties.’ In fact, I just so happen to have 20 of them :)
- I hope to settle into a career that both fulfills me, and pays the bills. Not that I don’t love my work now, but I know I can do so much more to have an impact on everything from pregnancy, to childbirth, to the first few months with a newborn.
- I hope to use my wedding day as a celebration of family and love, not a day to one-up everyone else’s Pinterest wedding.
- I hope to start my own family of little Alyssas and Jacobs (come one, you can’t not expect that- I love kids!)
- I hope to use my career to truly make an impact on woman’s lives.
- I hope to be able to experience the miracle that is natural childbirth for myself (this is a biggie. Because of my small size the likelihood of my pregnancy having medical complications is higher, making it more likely I would be giving birth in a hospital)
- I hope to learn to like to eat tomatoes, onions, mushrooms and spinach because eventually it’s not cool to be picky about vegetables.
- I hope I learn to not pass out every time I get blood drawn.
- I hope becoming a mother myself brings me and my mother that much closer together. She’s already one of my best friends, but being able to trade secrets on teething, and advice on potty-training? That’s priceless.
- I hope to start taking yoga seriously. And exercising more regularly couldn’t hurt either.
- I hope to live a healthy lifestyle that doesn’t leave me hungry and wishing for cake. Moderation, friends :)
- I hope that at sometime, somewhere, someone thinks of me as making a difference in their life.
- I hope to continue to paint, because it makes me happy, and that’s the only reason I need.
- I hope to reach an age/level of professionalism where I can wear heels everyday. I’m only 4’11” and while right now I’m on my feet to often for it to be practical, being another 2-3 inches taller wouldn’t hurt!
- I hope to live a life that’s comfortable enough to not worry about getting my next meal, paying the bills, etc., but never take for granted what I have. Stay humble, friends.
- I hope no one ever looks at me and thinks I’ve had things easy. Yes, I have been very fortunate with the opportunities Life has given me, but I want people that it was work, not luck that let me grow and flourish into getting to do what I love as a career.
- I hope to travel! I know everyone says this about your 20s, but I think it’s really important to find time to step outside your comfort zone, explore new places, and make new memories with those you love.
- I hope to make my parents proud- of my accomplishments, of my children, and of who I’ve become.
- I hope people start to take me seriously. Sometimes I really feel like I walk around with ‘PUSHOVER’ tattooed on my forehead, and I know it’s time for me to be more assertive!
- I learn to actually enjoy the taste of coffee, and not just coffee+milk+caramel sauce+sugar+chocolate blended with whipped cream on top. I also hope to never stop enjoying tea the way it should be- slowly and with love.
- I hope to turn 30, look back, and be proud of what I’ve accomplished in the last 10 years.
What are your hopes for your 20s? If you’re older, what do you wish you knew about life in your twenties, and what do you hope for the next decade to come? I love love love getting your comments friends, even if most don’t get posted here for privacy reasons. Have a beautiful rest of your day, and I hope to see you here again very soon!