I have recently started working at Sunrise Senor Living which is a actually a pretty good job but that's a blog for another time. Today I truly wanted to talk about youth and the glorious wonders of being young and being free. I am 19 years old and doing just about everything I thought I would be doing at my age. I am not disappointed with myself or any of the decisions I've made so far. My fear of failing and disappointing the little girl I once was is not an option, fear is what will motivate me to go on and keep doing as I say I will. I've always said that I'm not naturally brave if anything I'm a coward but i will pretend to be strong in hopes that maybe one day it will come naturally.
Going into work every day I know roughly how my day will go because just about the same thing happens every single time. I know who is going to great me at the elevator once I get of, I know who is going to be sitting on the couch placed in front of the office with his wife, and who is going to be screaming crazy ridiculous sentences that not even a child could make sense of. And even though every day at 2 o'clock I wine and moan about going to work I always go in and realize my job isn't that bad. I reminds me every day that life goes much to quickly. It shows me to love those important in my life whole heartedly because we have wonderful people enter and sometimes they are removed way before we are ready to let go.
I am 19 years old and I know that life is a gift. A gift I don't always appreciate and a gift that is sometimes a burden, however if the day ever came that my gift would be taken from me I would grasp blindly for a chance to posses it once again, to be able to love all those I love now, to enjoy all the art work I have yet to see and to read the many books I have yet to devour. I am living for now. A resident who passed away named Dolores said to me once, "Its a privileged to live long but hell to grow old." To my knowledge Dolores didn't really travel, didn't have business she succeeded in but she did have the love of a husband she cared for more than herself. Even with Alzheimer she never once forgot the name of her beloved husband. I wish to love like that. This is my adventure, its happening.
-Ang
