As I soon approach my twenty-fourth birthday, I have been faced with the reality of actually growing up. You see, I have a method to my madness. When I graduated with my undergrad, I wasn't ready to take the plunge and embrace this "adulting trend." I wanted more time at home. I wanted more time with my friends. I wanted more time discovering what I am meant to do in this world. That's the big question I am faced today. As I am sitting here across the living room from my dad, the reality is hitting me. I am in my final year of my MBA, which means I have to start placing my reality together with a delicate hand. I do not want to force the piecing together. I strongly believe that when you start cramming sharp edges wherever you please, you will become oh so unlucky.

I wish people (better known as my parents) knew that as much as they are terrified to see me officially "grow up" and hit the road, I am terrified of the idea of being on my own. I have forever been dependent on the hand of my father and the passion of my mother. I am loved and I always pursued in their home. It's a hard road I am about to take on. For years, I have always sought after the limelight in my family and sadly, that light is losing power. This is natural though, please do not get me wrong and feel sorry. When I graduate and proudly showcase my hard work, you will be the first person I race to daddy. As for you, mom, don't worry, I will still call you five times a day to tell you about my life problems. You guys can't get rid of me that easy.

It's natural for me to pursue my dreams and wishes. I think there will be times that the air is awkward because I don't know what I am always doing, but hey, that is when the best learning takes place. I am your child and I will forever claim you as mine. There will be times that I do not come home for the holidays, but please know that's okay. I promise I am not avoiding you all. I'm just loving on life in a new way that you haven't seen me do before. I'm happily finding my place in this world and I love what I am doing. I wish you would know how much you both mean to me.

Please know that I still love Jesus. I still have your morals and ethics engraved in me, but I am defining my own permissions. These will be the boundaries that I pass down to my children one day. I'm excited to see what I can do in this world and I would love for everyone to passionately cheer me on no matter what. Here I am shaping my own future. I can do whatever I want and that is freeing and honestly, horrifying at the same time. I may think that I am not ready to take on this world, but here I am. The comforting thing to know is that I am not doing it alone. I think I might forever need my training wheels, mom and dad.