What is adulthood?
I remember growing up, thinking that I had it all planned out. I remember being in high school and having two teachers get engaged and pregnant weeks apart. I remember thinking how young they were, how perfect their lives must be and that one day, I too would have it all together. My childhood mind kept me thinking that at twenty-four some very grown-up things would be happening. Fast forward to my own twenty-fourth birthday, when I was (thankfully) neither engaged, nor pregnant, having only just met the man who would eventually become my husband. When I turned twenty-four, I thought about those teachers I had back in the day, with their jobs and fiancés and babies on the way, I felt so young compared to them. How come when I reached the same age I hadn’t made any pinnacle life changes? I was still living at home, working daily since I had only attended a community college. All of my friends beginning their careers and I was stagnant. It is hard to feel li
