Growing Up.

Growing up is one of the greatest gifts God has given all of us.
Maturing, reflecting on who I used to be makes me see just how strong we've become.
It's like when you remember the first time you fell and saw the blood when you skinned your knee you cry hysterically as you watch it ooze?
Well, now it's 15 years later. If you fell you be pissed, maybe shed a tear, but realize it doesn't matter. You can still walk. So you get up, dust yourself off. Probably clean up your own wound! Bandage it. Move on with life. Lol.



So taking baby steps into the real world may not be so bad after all.
It's difficult to come to the terms with the fact that someday if we're blessed/lucky/given the opportunity we will live on our own. Some of us will have children. Some of us will become profoundly wealthy. Some of us will struggle. We will love. We will watch our loved ones die. We will grow old. We have and will make our mark on the world.

But, I finally see the light on the far end of the tunnel (As cliche and frequent as that phrase is used and abused!). There are opportunities that are just waiting for us to grasp them. If we only could stop being so absorbed and wallowing in our hardships, maybe we'd see just how good we have it.

I have friends, I have my [six ] senses. I have a scholarship. The gift of grace and intellect. And by God if I don't make something great of myself I'd rather die.
I want to be a healer, a mother, a friend, a lover, an environmentalist, a motivator; I want to be the hand that catches you when you begin to fall short.

What is happening to us all?
Are we afraid of making something of ourselves?
We are not the dependent children we once claimed to be.
We are responsible for ourselves, and one day for our families.
We have to step up.

Not afraid to admit it. It's time.