When I was in my 20's I was such a brat, I didn't want kids (I knew it all didn't I? bahah) I barely wanted a steady boyfriend. I had a good job and my own house and my friends and I went on all sorts of trips and adventures, but I was not happy. But still,I needed those days of my life, like the old saying everyone you meet teaches you a lesson, that part of my life was a lesson. To prepare me for when my life really began.
I've traded in a social life, Vegas vacations and a cool car for diapers, sleepless nights and Buzz and Woody but I would never go back, I would trade nothing, not even to be 20 something again.
My 30's have been by the farthest margin the happiest years of my life. I wish I could tell my 20 something year old self how dead wrong about life she was maybe the good stuff would have started sooner ;)

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