I found my first grey hair. Grey hair. I'm 25. Right? Yea I'm 25! I had flash back to sitting in my moms room watching her get ready and watching her pull out her grey hairs with tweezers. I instantly felt older than I should and thinking about retirement, my future, and my past. Do I overthink things? Absolutely.
It got me thinking about where I am in my life at 25 and where I thought I'd be by 25. I had this image in my head when I was kid of who I thought I'd be at 25. When I was young 25 seemed like such an important age. It seemed old but not old old. Sometimes I put myself down for not being where I thought I'd be in my life by now and in this last year especially. I think I've finally gotten to a place where I'm ok with that because I'm happy. I've forgotten that regardless of where I am in my life and how I feel about it, life is still happening. The world is still spinning and everyday is an opportunity to change anything Im not happy about in my life. Regardless if you're are young and your life is full of opprotunity or old and getting grey in your hair, live in the now. As for as those pesky grey hairs it's nothing a little hair dye can't fix.