Lessons from my 17 Year Old Self

April 12, 2012 at 7:34 am | Posted in Life and Living | Leave a comment
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The saying goes, “hindsight is 20/20,” and many talk about going back in time with the knowledge they have later in life and re-living early years with said knowledge.  But what about all the things we have forgotten from our past, lessons and attitudes that, if we were to employ today, would actually improve our lives.

You know what I’m talking about. I’m talking about the loss of imagination, the carefree attitude, living without the fear of deadlines, heights, responsibilities, heartbreak; not caring about what other people think; not worrying about getting old — instead, looking forward to it.

I miss walking around the streets with nowhere to go. I miss being stuck in a small town and dreaming of one day getting out.  I miss laying in bed at night on the phone with a guy I am totally crushing on. I miss sneaking out.  I miss driving around with no destination, blasting music and hanging out with my friends.  I miss getting the older kids to buy us beer.  I miss trying things for the first time without fear of the aftermath.  I miss going on a rollercoaster without thinking of the small percentage of people who die on them every year.  I miss walking alone at night without the fear of being kidnapped.

I miss going out in my pajamas, throwing rocks at my friends’ windows.  I miss collecting candles, playing with fire.  I miss chasing boys just for the sheer amusement and not thinking about whether they are marriage material or not. I miss acting on emotion and no worrying about the consequences.

My 17 year old self was a free spirit. A determined young lady who had friends in all corners of the county. A social butterfly.  My 17 year old self had dreams and goals and enjoyed fantasizing.  My 17 year old self knew I had time to figure it all out and that everything would fall into place.  My 17 year old self enjoyed living in the moment.

29 year old me could learn a thing or two from 17 year old me.  Never be afraid to live, to make mistakes. Never feel like it’s over.  29 is young, and I’m sure one day, 39 year old me will need a lesson or two from 29 year old me.

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