When you’re 19 you think you’re so “grown up.” It’s long before the world has taken you in and gobbled you up. I remember thinking I knew so much and could do anything.
Now, at 27, I am not old. But, I have lived some life. I know where I am lacking and where I have excelled. I am stronger, louder, and forceful. I still have room to grow, though. Maybe I can see a little clearer through the haze…
Sometimes life is made of hits and misses, until that one day when everything lines up perfectly to bring about a wronged right. Forgiveness is the only way to find happiness and be able to look to the future.
At least that’s what I keep telling myself…
Time will tell.