Re: 22

My birthday has always been a strange part of the year. The time surrounding it has been bittersweet for a while. Mixed with huge victories, and surrounded by tough life events. But to speak to this birthday. This age. I had a day that was the quintessential perfect day. I watched a film, crocheted and had dinner with one of my best friends.

I have crossed a threshold into grown up land. Actual adulthood. At 22 you are no longer looked down upon or underestimated for your age. You get to own your preferences at this age. You can still have fun, but it an be your version of fun. It doesn’t have to be a huge party.

It can be with your sisters over thai food and a movie. It doesn’t have to be a large theme party or a bar blow out. And there isn’t a particular landmark associated with this age. There is, of course, a song associated with being lost and confused at 22, but there is not a requirement to fall into that pattern.

I view it more as permission to be yourself and take the next big life steps. This is a time to embrace the future. To embrace all that you can be. And the time when dreams take a shape and start working. The time when the groundwork starts bearing fruit. I feel the endless possibilities.

I am no longer imprisoned with, “I have to wait for this to happen.” For the time is now. The opportunity is here. To shine. To embrace the past and look forward to the future. To take everything that has happened and incorporate it into life and art. Time to pick up the pieces and move forward with life. The tragedy is there. But so is the promise for a better tomorrow. This is the year when everything will start happening. I can feel it in my bones.

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