Welcome to my Blog

Im here to tell my story that i think a lot of us can relate to.

Our stories start way back when we were growing up and who we wanted to be. Reading our fairytale books, imagining what we want to do when we are older. Wondering what places we would travel to, what our wedding dress would look like after we found our prince, the house we were going to life in and the names we would give our children, or our beautifu office we would work at on a job we love.

Yes i had and still have a big imagination when it came and comes to growing up. but,

What is growing up? How do we grow up?

Is it our body that starts to change as we get older? The education or job we chose because we believe it fits us best? Or is it our life choices that we believe in and the hopes we have for ourselves?

I believe i am growing up by the the mistakes and the experiences that i make. But am I all grown up? im might not get much taller and probably will start to shrink at one point, but I sure am still growing up and haven’t found the fairytale prince yet, nor got a chance to put on that wedding dress that i imagined or name the kids id thought i have.

I guess at one point in life we all start to reflect on the girl we were and the lady we want to become