Whenever I hear an older person talk about their best time of their life, it is most of the time “without a doubt, their 20s.” In our 20s, we’re young, we’re allowed to be selfish, we’re usually in the best shape of our life. We are learning who we are and what we want, and how we want to live out the rest of our lives. The world seems like a whole new place filled with new memories, experiences, close relationships, and celebrations. So it’s no question, why this is usually the answer.
I remember finally turning 20 years old and thinking to myself, I am going to make these next 10 years the best years of my entire life, and live every day like it is something to be celebrated. I learned to subconsciously teach myself that these are my “good old days” and that one day, I too, will be a much older person, talking about how great my 20s once were.
Now that I’ve officially reached the age of 25 (birthday blog post coming soon) and am the middle of this wonderful decade of my life, I understand what all of those people were talking about and why our 20s are usually “our best days”.
Here’s a little nostalgic farewell to my early 20s, with photos from my birthdays. (you know for me to look back on):
20 years old:
- I traveled out of state alone for the first time without family, just with Derek.
- I became friends with so many great people, who would eventually feel like family. (shout out to our continuing friendship!)
- Derek got down on one knee and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.
21 years old:
- After 6 years, I finally made it official, had my dream wedding, and became Derek’s wife.
- I found a lot of new passions such as teaching, yoga, and event planning.
- Derek and I traveled out of country for our first time together.
22 years old:
- Derek and I bought our first house, and renovated it for 3 months.
- We adopted our Harvey boy, and became dog parents.
- We took a 10 day road trip, and I fell in love with the Pacific Northwest.
23 years old:
- Derek and I moved to the other side of the world for a semester, and crossed off two more countries together.
- I rode on a total of 16 airplanes, and fell in love with this world.
- I put my focus on accepting the person I was, and thought a lot about who I wanted to become.
24 years old:
- I spent a week in my fifth country with some of my favorite people.
- I got promoted at work, to my dream position, as an event coordinator.
- I had a lot of growing pains, and struggled with mental health issues, but became genuinely happy, and found self love.
Every year seems to get better than the last. Obviously, this isn’t the case for everyone, but I do believe that the last 5 years of my life wouldn’t have been as great as they were, without the mind set I’ve taught myself to have. I’ve said yes to new opportunities, I’ve reached out to make my connections with people deeper, I’ve learned that my comfort zone only exists in my mind, I’ve dug deep, and got in tune with myself and my life. And I’ve lived every single day, and every single moment knowing that I am going to miss it one day.
So, farewell early 20’s!
25, and the next 5 years have a lot to live up to, but I am planning on continuing the rest of my life like I am currently living in my “good old days.” And that alone, makes me so excited for the adventure, growth, and memories they will bring.
Onto the next adventure, Wren