I was kind of freaked out about turning 25. There is no denying the fact that 25 years old is entirely “adult.” I have always been mature for my age, but I didn’t feel “adult” in so many ways. I had no idea where my life was headed. I knew I couldn’t have children so I wouldn’t be a mother. I knew the man I had married with intentions of being in the ministry wouldn’t even go to church. I knew I loved the lady I supported, but I hated my job. I knew that everyday I wore a mask; pretending to be happy and ok when I was anything but. I knew that even when I felt srongly about something I would always yeild to anyone and everyone else. I knew I was a total pushover without any direction at all. When I turned 25 I felt like a lost child in desperate need of guidance. But 25 was good to me. At 25 I admitted my marriage was a mistake and that I couldn’t fix it on my own no matter how hard I tried. At 25 the love of my life contacted me after a decade of separation and I dared to take a chance on love. At 25 I accepted the fact that I am not perfect and never will be, and at 25 I realized that was ok. At 25 I lost 30 pounds because I wasn’t invisible anymore. At 25 I agreed to see Nate. I left my husband and my miserable life. At 25 I moved out of my apartment, quit my job, and moved from Maine to North Carolina even though everyone thought I was crazy. At 25 I got divorced and learned to stand up for myself and what I believe. I learned to speak my mind even when it holds thoughts people don’t want to hear. At 25 I became a Step Mother and a lover of life. At 25 we got a dog, and I got my ears peirced for the first time because I always wanted to but never had. At 25 I realized there’s more to life than what everyone else thinks of me. I realized that there are things more important than my reputation and the way things appear. At 25 I became an adult and learned to use my own mind. At 25 I started living. So on this night, my last night being 25, I am so thankful. I have been blessed. I have been awakened from what has felt like a cloudy dream, and though the sun has set, everything looks brighter and I can see more clearly. At 25 for the first time in my life, I can honestly say that this year I have no regrets.