Dear Early Twenties,
While I am cherishing the last few hours of your presence, I will take some time to reflect on our precious time together.
We first met under less than ideal circumstances. If you recall, it involved beer pong, a champagne power hour, a dress made of magazines, very high heels, a very steep staircase, a concrete floor, lots of blood, and an emergency room. Yes, now you remember. Needless to say, I kind of didn’t like you. Like at all.
But through time, you helped a silly little girl grow into a woman…ish. Our first year together I was just starting my junior year of college. I had began working as a hostess at restaurant that hadn’t opened yet, TC Riley’s. Little did I know I would continue working there for the next few years and make some lifetime friends within those green walls. I had no idea I’d someday become a bartender, slinging drinks, and pretending I knew what the heck I was doing. But I did, and it was always fun, interesting, stressful, boring, and worth it.
After graduation, I hopped in my silver Honda Civic at 22 and drove 3,600 miles away and spent 8 months in beautiful San Diego, CA with one of my best friends Jen, where we laid on the beach, sampled too many craft beers, ate packs upon packs of Ramen, and lived like you should in your early 20’s. And it ruled.
I found myself back in Rochester with my amazing boyfriend, a big girl job, a cozy apartment, and my baby civic. It also ruled, in a different way. One more year to spend with good friends, eating the best cupcakes in the entire universe aka Sugar Mountain, and watching college hockey games (while running to the RITZ for a beer in between periods).
During our time, I became closer with my best friends, farther with people whose life paths no longer vibed with mine, I met a wonderful guy named Jeff, made some new friends, and actually became BFFs with my little sister and parents. Who saw that coming!?
Now I say farewell to you, Early Twenties, from all the way in Denmark. I never could have imagined I’d find myself here. Thank you for teaching me to seize opportunities, roll with the punches, enjoy every experience, have faith I can do whatever the heck I want, and most of all – appreciate the time I have with those around me.
Late Twenties – bring it on. Just please keep my skin and hair nice and young-looking.
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