25

when i was growing up i always thought that by 25 i would be married,

or at least engaged-  starting a new life, with a new meaning, and with a new family.

but i'm not.

and my dream of having that one day is still there. it's just a little different now.

it's something i still want. and will always want. but it's not where my life is currently at.

and i am perfectly okay with that.

i have a beautiful son.

he's the love of my life.

i have awesome friends that I'm crazy about.

I have a job that I love.

I have dreams and goals.

and i'm happy.  

maybe not everyday,

but I'm facing my challenges

with the grace of a woman and not the grief of a child.

 i'm striving for better.

so take that society and your social norms.

i may not know what my next step is, where my life is headed, or if my life will ever change.

but that's how life goes, right?

we hope and dream for things that may never happen.

we plan our lives out in a way that benefits ourselves and those dreams we long for.

i hope everyone always remembers those things.

it's in contentment that we find hope and peace.