My mind is racing and I can’t sleep. Restless. Memories, new ideas, and people keep running through my mind. There are things I’m proud of and things I regret. There are many people I miss but they were only meant to be in my life for a season. Through those seasons, I have changed and grown into who I am now. Pieces of the person I was then have stuck with me: I’m still a little punk kid, a little hipster, and a cowgirl rolled into one. The impatience and rude tendencies have diminished significantly but I’m not done mastering those things…
But you know what? It’s all good. I’m still a young woman and I am still learning.
Am I done growing? No. I still have so much to learn and so much to do… So much love to give.
I’m learning to keep my mouth shut, pray about my frustrations, instead of spouting out cruel words to those around me. No one deserves to have their feelings hurt. Tough love is one thing but is it your place to state your opinion? Not usually… the only people who have a right to give me their opinion about the way I’m living my life is my mom and dad. Many times, I’d really rather not hear their opinions because it’s like seeing every flaw I have on blast. It’s tough to hear what they have to say but they’re always 100% correct. My parents are older and wiser, and they have been through so much more than I could imagine. They only want what’s best for me. They have taught me to worry about myself and do what I feel is best… And pray about everything. I’m still learning. I’ll keep you updated about how it goes.