“Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you’re in diapers; the next day you’re gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul.”
The Wonder Years
I never imagined one month before my 23rd birthday I would enter a premature midlife crisis. Yes, I am being dramatic but who would blame me? My childhood was pretty magical. The image in my head of eating watermelon at the lake wearing my dad's XL t shirt will forever be a vivid memory. Who’s to say I cant still do that? As I look at my peers it’s obvious I have taken a different journey. I am left speechless as I begin to live my childhood daydream. I am indifferent, anxious, scared, excited and tired. This isn't a self pitying battle but rather a "I am going to scream in the pillow and when I walk out of the room everything will be OK" phase. In honor of my 4am breakdown this post will be all things I loved in my childhood…Isn't funny how the color palette is consistent?
XOXO
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