When I Grow Up...

It's hard to believe that I have just finished up my first month of employment; a day I was starting to think would never come unless I gave in and took a random retail job.

At the same time, I'm thinking of where I was a year ago; a college kid on the brink of graduating, scared to death of leaving childhood behind. And the months in between then and now? A LOT of time for self-reflection and growth, learning experiences, and some recently appreciated time off to do absolutely n o t h i n g before beginning life as a "real" grown up.

When I was 13, I used to try to imagine what I'd be like at this age. Would I grow up to be pretty? Successful? Talented? Or would I still maintain the same awkwardness I had then? (Thankfully yes...I embrace my awkwardness now). Would I have liked the person I grew up to be?

I think my 13 year old self would be pretty happy with how I turned out. That has always been very important to me; that as a kid, I would like the person I've become.

That, to me, is success.