Each year you get to celebrate the fact you are growing older, which really doesn’t sound that fun, but to be honest it really depends on the age you are turning. Kids love their birthday’s, most of them eager to age up another year to be able to act cooler, get permission to do more things, and just seem more grown up. I’m guilty of being one of “those” kids. But when you get to your adult years, birthdays become less and less welcoming. However, I see it like this…
“Age is merely the number of years the world has been enjoying you”
I recently turned 20, leaving my teenage years behind me and entering the real world of adulting. However, as each birthday comes and goes, I never feel older. I get asked my age and have to think about it a while before realising that, yes, in fact I am a year older. Nothing really changes except peoples expectations for you. I’m now 20 which kind of means I have to start taking responsibility for things. We’ll see about that. For my 20th birthday celebration this year, I rocked out to one of my favourite punk pop bands live, had a Stitch, yes from Lilo and Stitch, themed bbq and went book shopping. No afternoon tea, champagne and grown up talk just yet.
I had a great celebration into adulthood and a month later still don’t feel like an adult. Like Walt Disney once said, “adults are only kids grown up”. He was a man of many wise words but those ones speak to me more than ever. Age is merely a number, don’t let it stop you doing things you want to do. At 20, I had a Stitch themed party and don’t regret it one bit.
until next time,