It’s funny, because I can look back & remember where I thought I’d be at this age. Growing up, I was a planner.
I had these dreams of where I wanted to go, who I wanted to be, & what I wanted to be doing.
And to be honest, all of that is nonexistent.
It’s crazy how you have this idea of what should happen & it just doesn’t because that’s life.
If you told me 5 years ago I’d be where I’m at now, I probably would’ve laughed at you.
No job lined up.
A ridiculous amount of student loans.
No steady income.
No place of my own.
No significant other.
No exact plan of where the heck I’ll be in a year or even a month.
No flight home.
I’m not where I thought I’d be.
So for those of you who messaged me saying you’re envious of the life I live or that you are living through me, keep in mind that it can go both ways.
Sometimes I want what you have.
But I absolutely love my life.
I’m happy where I’m at – not just a pinpoint on the map, but mentally as well. I’m happy with who I’ve become, who I’m going to be, & what the future holds.
I’ve learned that life moves too fast & that I don’t have it figured out & I doubt I ever will.
But I keep striving to be the person my younger self would have looked up to, my current self can respect, & my older self would be proud of.
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A midwestern gal raised in Oklahoma & the face behind DANIYORK.com - created to share my life, loves & all the crazy in between.