To me age is always an odd topic. On the one hand many people are telling me that I am very mature, very calm and very serious for my age. I guess this is true because my parents always taught me to do my job (whatever that may be) right and decent and not half assed.
At the same time I can (and love it to) be very childish like freaking out about trivial things or burst out in happiness because of a good froyo or my favourite movie. That’s how people see me.

It’s hard for me to describe how old I feel, because it’s so unsteady. On some moments I feel very old maybe too weak to go on with whatever I just did. This sounds more tragic than it really is but I am questioning the sense in my doing and the importance of my very little existence.
I’ve understood that life is always changing and things never stay the same. So what am I trying?
People change from kind to bitter (and vice-versa), my friends, people that I once loved with all my heart and of course myself- I’m changing too. I understood and accepted that and I guess that’s what might makes me old.
On the contrary I am too young to know where I want to go. You could say I am still trying. If someone asks me what I want to be later all I can say is “happy”. That’s the only thing I know for sure, I want to be happy. I can’t say want kind of job I want to have later, where to live and how to live, cause I truly don’t know and it’s okay. I haven’t been around for long so I think it’s acceptable that I still need to walk a few paths until I find mine.

And I’m not sure exactly how old I feel, I don’t feel ready to do things like workshops or travelling, Yet I feel like I’m ready to start up a business. 🙂 I can’t wait to start doing workshops one day though. I also love to refer back to my childhood and past memories! Love this photo 😀

I am old enough to have learned from my mistakes and young enough to continue to learn. I am old enough to have had a career and young enough to begin another. I am old enough to have lots of children and am grateful to be young enough to be silly with them. I am young enough to think of what I do when “I grow up” and old enough to have grown up well.

I’m old enough to know what I think is important in life.
I’m old enough to make the world a better place and to inspire other people.
I’m old enough to know that change is good.

I’m young enough to see light in the darkness.
I’m young enough to believe in dreams.
I’m young enough to have the craziest ideas.
I’m young enough to not to be scared of getting old, because I know age is not just a number.

Happy birthday Brooke!

I’m 29 I have a sensible job, I have a house and drive a skateboard. I two children my 1000d and my mark iii and two hermitt crabs. In my spare time I like to drink fine cocktails, hike up trees and watch cartoons until the wee hours while eating m&ms. close enough…….

A belated happy birthday 🙂 x