Youth Years

Everyone always tells you how fast your youth years fly by, and you never actually believe them until your youth years truly fly by. As I approach the second semester of my senior year in college, I start to mourn the years that have left me. I think about all the “what ifs” and opportunities I may have missed out on.

But I try to remember it’s only the beginning. The age-old question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” has finally turned into a reality. I’m grown up, so what do I want to be? My youth years and studies have prepared me for this exact question. I know what I want to do, I know where I want to be, so why am I stressed? I’ve started to remind myself that I’ve always figured it out – even when I think I won’t. I always end up exactly where I’m supposed to be.

So, as I sit and reflect on the years that have gone by, I remind myself that I am grateful for the opportunities I had, the people I met, and the places I’ve gone. Anything I missed out on was not meant for me. Instead of thinking of things I didn’t do, I’ve started to think about the things I will do. The places I will go. The people I will meet. I’ve become more optimistic by remembering everything happens for a reason. I am who I am right now for a reason. Everything I have done served a purpose and led me to where I am now. I can’t let the regret of missing out on the past keep me from opportunities in the future. This is my time to flourish. My youth years have left me, but I still have the rest of my life.

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