Never Growing Up

Growing up has the good, bad and ugly. Let’s be real…life is expensive, stressful and hard to figure out on your own. Changing lifestyles to provide for you or for a loved one is scary. One decision can shape the rest of your life and I don’t know about you, but I am a very indecisive person because what if I make the wrong choice? Every day is a choice. How we spend it, who we spend it with and what we take away from it. Today, I made the choice to never grow up. Yes, I made the choice to do the things I loved and enjoyed before the hard choices came. Those choices can only make life better. Decisions will always be there, so today I hope you make the decision to join me as we hold on to our youthful hearts no matter how old we get.

Our parents, grandparents and even strangers who are older will always say, never grow up. Who says we have to?? Okay, in some areas growing up is essential. Our hearts and minds transform every day because we learn something new every day. I have always been told I am an old soul. I am always one step ahead of where I should be. In elementary school, all I wanted was a big girl locker in the larger building across the street. In middle school, all I wanted was to be driving myself to the high school football game and going anywhere I wanted. Now I’m in college, where I wish I could go to get drinks with my friends and go on road trips without class. Tomorrow, I am sure I will be wishing to have my grown up job where I can make my own money, buy my own place and move out of my parent’s house. How exhausting is all this wishing and planning? Between all the planning of who I plan on becoming, I forget about the things that we only experience being young.

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There is no better feeling than watching old Disney Channel Original movies with childhood friends or watching your parents listen to their favorite rock song. One of my favorite memories was watching my grandma play the piano because she grew up doing that and no matter what stage of life she was in, when she played that piano, her smile was the exact same as a five year old girl. I don’t want to grow up. I want to be that 80-year-old going on dates with my best friend eating the messiest ice cream cone. I want to be laughing over the most embarrassing stories with my sorority sisters over the phone after we move on from college. Do you surround yourself with people that make life better? Like I said, choices never end. Choices I have started to make are who I spend my time with. Reaching out to my childhood friends after a long day of work feeling like an adult changes my day around.

Today, I picked my friend up, went to the park and crashed a playground where we ran to the swings. How long has it been since you have dropped all your plans and gone to a playground? You should try it out. We can’t lose sight of the joys in life. Our jobs will always be there, we will make wrong decisions and it’s going to suck, but when doors close, new ones open. Don’t keep old doors shut that are filled with activities and people that make your heart happy. Keep room in your life for that five-year-old kid inside who loves Disney Channel movies, swing sets and jumbo ice cream cones. I want to leave you with wise words from a person who has lived a full life. This article consists of advice from older people and I have never read anything better:

“Appreciate the small things and to be present in the moment. What do I mean? Well, it seems today like younger people are all about immediate gratification. Instead, why not appreciate every small moment? We don’t get to stay on this crazy/wonderful planet forever and the greatest pleasure can be found in the most mundane of activities. Instead of sending a text, pick up the phone and call someone. Call your mother, have a conversation about nothing in particular. Those are the moments to hold onto.”

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