The Big Two Five

Hey Babes! So it finally happened! As of Saturday, I am twenty five years old! I officially reached adulthood.

As we entered the month of December I dreaded this day. I naturally began to think about my current position in life critically. I started to remember all of the accomplishments and milestones I thought I would have by now that I have yet to reach. The first thought that came to my mind is failure. We often have these thoughts of failures when big birthdays come around – 25 is definitely one of those big years. It’s such a big year that I can now rent a car. 

But I am here to tell you that it is not so bad after all! Here are a couple tips for those of you that are approaching big birthdays with doubts of not being successful enough! These tips are also helpful for those of you entering the New Years a little down about where you stand with your goals. So, if you want to know how I made to the other side smiling, keep reading! 

  1. Glass Half Full

As I said before, the first thing I thought about with my approaching birthday were the goals that I haven’t met yet. What about the many milestones that I have reached? The goals that I have met? The accomplishments I do have under my belt? 

Instead of beating ourselves up about what we haven’t done yet, we should revel and enjoy the accomplishments that we have reached so far. Sometimes we are so driven by “what’s next” that we forget to enjoy what’s getting done right now. For example, I am a first generation college graduate (the first in my family to receive a college degree). But one of my goals was to be enrolled in a graduate school program by the time I turned 25. That left no room for me to be appreciative for the great milestones I have reached thus far. Now don’t get me wrong; I am not implying that you get comfortable and not continue to push to reach all of your goals. I’m just reminding you to not beat yourself up for not reaching a self-imposed time limit while you are still working towards the future. After all, every big goal should be broken down into smaller goals. One cannot wake up and be enrolled in graduate school; there are steps that must be completed first. Earning an undergraduate degree is about 80% of the battle. So I know that I am on my way! If you are taking smaller steps to reach that great milestone, you are on your way as well. Don’t beat yourself up about the process; celebrate the process instead! 
2. Reevaluate and Plan

There may be some goals that have been pushed aside in years or some goals that we are not even close to reaching. For these goals, we must reevaluate and really examine if that is a goal that we really want to reach. To help your evaluation, remind yourself why the goal was made in the first place. As you all know, we change over the years and, if this goal doesn’t interest you or is not relevant to your life anymore, simply cross it off your list. Now if this goal is still relevant today, you have to question what’s stopping you from reaching that achievement. Instead of being depressed about not achieving your goals yet, figure out why you haven’t achieved them yet. Make a plan of how you will achieve. Determine what you were doing in that past that hasn’t worked for you and ask yourself why. Finally, create a new game plan! Remember: every big goal should be broken down into smaller goals. 
These two tips helped me accept and be comfortable with the fact that I am 25 years old! And more importantly: although I haven’t reached all of my goals yet, I am proud of how far I have come. 

Comment below if these tips have helped you or tell me some tips you use to get through times like this. And as always, thanks for stopping by. 



Death’s Blessing’s Disguised

Edie King ✨Help. Heal. Serve

Three months, three weeks, and two days; that’s how long my beloved friend has been gone. A few months back I wrote a post titled Changing Perspectives. In it I discussed a car accident that my friend had been in, and how I lost some clothes on that same day. Long story short, the moral of that post was to not get bent out of shape over small things because someone else may have it worse. In Eric’s case he did; not only had he lost a leg but he was also fighting for his life.

Three days after the accident, on August 6, 2015 Eric passed away. (Saying that aloud is still hard to fathom). It was a day I’ll never forget. The hospital was full with individuals he loved. People I hadn’t spoken to in months, and hadn’t seen even longer. Although we were all saddened for…

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