Time

As time goes on, I've found I care less about what people think. I mean, I do still care, but not as much as I use to. I'm growing up and it's funny, because I really feel it sometimes. I'm beginning to realise that the world does not revolve around me, I'm beginning to realise that those past things don't matter because they've made me who I am. I can proudly stand here and say to you (or rather type to you), "I believe that I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength."

Some days I struggle more, some days less, but I've found that the more I grow the less I struggle with trivial things that, in times past, seemed so much more important than they really were. I can say, with out a doubt, that I enjoy growing up, I'm glad I'm no longer a teenager, and I look forward to learning more and growing more.

Just thought I'd share that thought with the class... guess I haven't grown out of that yet. :P