the wobbly spot

"24 was the best year of my life" - Mom; before bed on my 24th birthday.

i am at a point in my life where i am definitely not a kid anymore but, not really feeling like an adult (or maybe it's not wanting to feel like adult (?)). it's a weird transitional period that i am curious if everyone has had or will have at some point. hopefully this whole thought process is normal, ya know...being in the in between or what I've come to think of as "the wobbly spot".

i think about my parents and wonder what they were thinking, doing, living and experiencing at 24 that is different from me and my experiences? sure the obvious thing would be me living far away from home, going to college far from home, and working far from home (hmmm....seems like a theme?).  I also wonder what those that are settled, married and happily living the life they have made for themselves are thinking and if they really do have it all figured out.

everyone's situations are different and that is something that being in this wobbly spot is all about. i feel vividly self aware of the sometimes negative or what i like to call realistic attitude i have about life and living it to the fullest. i don't call it a quarter life crisis or even a clueless self evaluation. i call it the wobbly spot and i know that some things are bound to work out...eventually.

i recently had a conversation with my best friend about living in Florida. she's great at bringing it back. we help each other realize what is important even though sometimes our misery loves it's own company. if it wasn't for Florida for both of us and experiencing this distance we wouldn't have had the laughs, the experiences or the friendship we do now. she made me realize that i wouldn't be about to get a puppy and embark on a new exciting opportunity to experience new things with a new friend and companion a long the way. this wobbly spot has a silver lining after all.

sure, i think a lot. and this blog of mine tends to a get a little too "heady" if you will (again, i'm anxiously aware) but i think it's all because of this wobbly spot. i'm excited to see how perspective and opportunities alike change with time. i am learning to breathe and  be me before we, all part of the wobbly spot if you think about it. i can only hope that i am a better girlfriend, a better daughter and a better friend once the wobbly spot starts to get a little bit more sturdy and this whole thing shakes out the way it is supposed too.

a note: as always, thanks for listening to me ramble...without it, i might just fall over. [get it?]