my final year of being in my 20’s… oh how much this decade has shown, given, taken, and blossomed for me. i have learned so much. so much love, pain, desire, growth, acceptance. i have learned to build my life, and then start over and rebuild again. i thought i knew what love was, and then i was wrong, and then i searched a little more. i now know what love should be. i had so many moments to let things go gracefully, and so many that were not so graceful but desperate. i’ve experienced death, and grief. i’ve learned that patience is the real answer to conflict. time really does heal. being 20 something feels like pressure beyond. releasing the need to perfect or control has been my medicine to life. there is so much work to do, so much we have the power to see. life is already beautiful if you choose to see it, but how do you make your life feel even more so? i chose to see beauty through walks in my neighborhood, in travel and culture, in the way i felt different with a hairstyle. i chose to see beauty in sitting at a cafe talking with a friend longer than we realized. i chose a lot of routes that i believed in. i chose to make mistakes and ask for forgiveness. to learn from mistakes and to do the work to not repeat them. i chose to grow not shrink. beauty is in the chaos which is life. to my 30’s, i hope this body of mine can continue to walk me in the right direction, and learn from the wrong ones. i hope my relationships, friendships, and self love deepen. that trusting myself only shoots me further to get to where i need to be. i hope i meet my past versions of myself with kindness and acceptance of what was, and what is now. my 20’s were hard and they were also really incredibly good. 29 will hold a lot of value as the end of my decade long book on this part of life ⋆˙⟡♡