Make lemonade...

Remember when you were 7 years old and you always wanted to be 16? I remember wishing I were 16; dreaming of what it would be like to be a teenager, who could drive! Oh the fun and excitement 16 years would hold!! I also remember in middle school I was asked to write "where you will be at the age of 25?" Ha, if I only knew then what I know now! I wrote that I would have a family, 2 or 3 kids, and a house; guess when you're 12 or 13, 25 seems so...old!

 How about those high school football games? I can say that is one of my best memories of high school. A slight chill brings football season into play. My fellow cheerleaders and I would all gather at Katie's to put on make-up and fix our hair. We excitedly stood on the track and chatted until we were caught by our coach. Touchdowns by the Raiders meant 10 push-ups for us. The band was roaring and fans were cheering. Looking into the stands, you would find your friends and wave...sometimes throw them a plastic football, if our team scored. There was also soccer season. Oh I loved the smell of grass on my cleats. We would start our season in winter and freeze during pre-season. One year, the white county game brought snow and instead of water, we drank hot chocolate on the sidelines. I think now, I would throw up after drinking that! Soccer was my ultimate passion...I miss it.

Then you're in college. Enjoying the freedom that you now have from your parents, experimenting with alcohol (well...some did...I never found the taste for it), and finding out that there are MANY more fish in the sea than your high school boys. This is where life speeds up, because you really do have the time of your life. Sometimes I wish I could rewind and revisit all those memories. That's all they are...memories. Some captured in pictures, others in my mind. You so wish to be finished with classes and then when you are, you realize your entire life is about to change. Once you cross that stage and change your tassel, you are done. Responsibility begins. (or is supposed to...)

Now, at the age of 27, I'm not married, no kids, and no house...not yet. I am engaged, getting married in a year, no kids...not ready for that...and almost a house! Yes, I am possibly a home owner! I thought buying my car was a big deal, but a house!? A mortgage!? I never saw my life turning in this direction. I always believed God has a sense of humor! I'm out in the middle of no-where, embarking on a new life. It's been...well..y'all know..hard! I've definitely been clouding God's prayer mail, but I think things are starting to look up. It's time to grow up! It's time to face life and actually MAKE lemonade!