There's something about this song by the Killers, "When you were young," that's really resonating in my heart right now. I'm not exactly sure what it is right now. I mean, I'm only 25 so... I'm still young. Yet somehow being "21 and invincible" seems so far from where I am now. It seems like ages ago. In my last year of college. So much unknown in my future. So many hopes and dreams.
It makes me realize that I have liked a heck of a lot of life in the last four years. I started dating an amazing man of God. Moved home with my parents. Got my teaching certificate. Got engaged. Moved back to Lansing. Got married. Moved to Mexico. Interned at an orphanage for kids with special needs. Started a garden. Fostered a 9-year old and a 12 year-old Mexican child for 5 weeks. Moved back to Lansing
again.
That's a
lot of life. I wouldn't change any of it. It's just a lot. And it makes me feel old. Older than 25 anyway. Some call it "maturity." But it doesn't quite feel like that to me. I mean, I'm sure I have and that's part of it. But the LIFE experiences I've had, all in such a short period of time... I've lived a lot of life in four years.
I guess I listen to the song and it makes me feel a bittersweet-nostalgia, those days... "you sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy to save you from your old ways, watch it now- here he comes, he doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentlemen like you imagined
when you were young..."
Kind of makes me frightened to think of how much life God has in store for the next four years of my life. How I'll look back on
these days when I'm 29 and think that at 25 I was still that silly girl always wanting more.