A Quarter-Life Crisis

Happy birthday to me! I just turned 25! And since I intend to live to be a hundred, that means I’m a quarter of the way through my life!

So, what does this mean, exactly?

Well, I thought about it. It should mean – I mean, if I’m tracking my “progress” here, that I’m about a fourth of the way through my life goals. Awesome!

I started thinking about books I should read, and started looking up “100 greatest” lists. Then I realized there aren’t really any book critics I trust with that decision. Some of those books, I’m just like, “Why would I read that, when I can read… anything else?” So I don’t have the patience (or literary sense) for that measurement.

Grandchildren? I feel like grandchildren are a pretty common indicator of “life well lived.” But I’m 25. So I’m just gonna say, I’m married, and that’s close enough for now.

Retirement? I’m planning on being a stay-at-home mom, once I have kids. Which means retirement only happens for real when the kids move to New Zealand. Maybe. Assuming all the grandchildren also move.

So, what exactly am I supposed to measure?  It depends what I’m trying to accomplish.

By the time I’m dead, I want to have lived a good life. What makes a good life? Friends. Family. God. A happy attitude. A few small adventures. Check, check, check, usually, and check. I think I’m doing pretty well, to be honest.

Don’t get me wrong – I’m all for progress. I’m gonna keep moving up. But if life’s this good for the next 25, I’m excited. So thanks, friends and family. And God (although I don’t get stats on how often He reads my blog, I’m sure He gets the sentiment.) Thanks to my husband, Ethan.And thanks for the adventures. ♦


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