Coming from nowhere. Or is it?

When I was a teenager, I used to look at 21 or 23 year olds who were successful, independent, funny and beautiful, and think someday I wanted to be like them. I thought they were so happy with their friends, hanging out at the coolest scenes and being their best self. I thought growing up must be fun and everything in life comes easy when you have a job, an apartment and a car..... But maaan, was I wrong! 

You know how they say life is not a bed of roses? That's so true. Getting older, only means life is going to throw more curve balls at you, responsibility is taken up to a whole new level and chores reduce down to nothing. As each day passes, things change, you meet new people, make new business connections, dream new dreams, demands increase and honestly, your just not the same 14 year old who can eat all the candy you want. Your whole body starts to react if you don't watch what you eat. 

Life is so not easy when you don't have a motivation to do what you're doing. I've been struggling a lot lately to stay on track with my dream. I'm a dreamer and I'm passionate about my dream. I'm a firm believer in dreams coming true... But I also know that getting to that place is the longest route made with ups and downs, and plenty of times where you don't see the light. There have been so many times where I've told myself that I'm crazy and that I just need to give up (deep breath). 

One of the things that helps me pick up myself and carry on with life is telling myself that I'm in this world for a reason. I don't see the final picture and I don't see the end result but I do know what I envision in my head didn't happen over night or without a reason. The more I think about it and work towards my dream, I feel better about living life to the fullest and the happiest way possible. This might be a little cheesy but while typing this post I hear the song ".... And I think to myself, what a wonderful world." Life is indeed beautiful, when I think of the tiny pleasures I experience throughout each day. Its not that I'm not where I've wanted to be. I'm farther than than what I've wanted to be and what I've wanted to do. Honestly, there's not a lot I don't have but to get the place where I want to go seems far sometimes and I just wish I can travel fast into the future. Am I running out of time? Am I getting impatient? What is it? This restlessness. 

Thoughts.. Thoughts.. Thoughts...

Maybe these times are what make me stronger, wiser (if I can say that), and equip me with just enough tools to build an empire for a bigger purpose. Normal is over-rated but so is being extraordinary. Either way, growing up is all about taking risks, learning to stand and take those curve balls, and give back the best of what you're made of. Here, I write to myself-pick yourself up, use your tools and show them how it's done. Be patient. Learn endurance. Discover yourself and re-discover everything you have learned. Question what you believe. Venture out into the unknown. Learn to trust and re-kindle that fire over and over and over again. Be that person you have always wanted to be. If not, better.

...And there ends my rant for the season. I'm Sharon for a reason and I chose to love, I chose to smile, I chose to accept life the way it is and I chose hope. The rest... I take it as it is.

Good day mates!