By the time you see this, I am twenty-years-old.
For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Caity.
Today is my birthday.
The day that I was given a life to live in any way I wanted.
It’s surreal to think how we were born with a clean slate. There was no past that followed us, no mistakes, no heartbreak, no pressures, we were simply brought into this world.
As we got older, we transformed into our own person where we made memories, friends, mistakes, and went through the unbearable. All parts of life that molded us into the people we have become.
I have now spent two decades on this earth.
7,300 days lived.
175,200 hours spent.
All of that time.
It may not seem like much but it’s been filled with the best moments of my life–so far–and the absolute worst.
At nine my life had changed forever, I found out I had Cystic Fibrosis. I also was gifted with the most amazing sister.
At ten, I would come to realize that I was sick and I was going to be sick for the rest of my life. Hospitalizations and medications were going to be a necessity for me to live.
At eleven, I would write in the pages of my journal every day to get out all the frustrations scrambling in my mind.
At twelve, I thought having side-bangs was the best hairstyle ever. I called myself a ‘skater-girl’ even though, I never owned a skateboard nor did I ride one.
At thirteen, I wanted to be like every other teenager. I also fell in love with Twilight and the idea of ‘love’, let’s just say I was embarrassingly obsessed with Edward and Bella.
At fourteen, I tried very hard to fit in with the ‘popular’ crowd. After feeling empty, I knew that I was the best person to be.
At fifteen, I had my third sinus surgery and multiple hospitalizations. Books and movies were my escape from any pain.
At sixteen, I really started to love and appreciate who I was, inside and out. Nothing beats that self-realization.
At seventeen, I met a person who changed my life entirely. Life started to get very real when putting in college applications and thinking about the future.
At eighteen, I was blissfully happy. I got accepted into my school, fell in love, and had the best memories.
At nineteen, between college and new changes, it shook me to my core. I had changed more than I ever had before.
I also found my voice, writing, to you all.
I am so grateful for everything I have been given in life and for all the things that have happened to me. I have seen the worst of the worst and been through my fair share of it too but in all of it, it’s given me that reason to wake up in the morning hoping that day will be one of the best days of my life.
For I have also experienced the most amazing moments, filled with so much love and happiness. All the pain is worth the parts of life that leave you with that warm feeling in the pit of your stomach, where life seems too good to be true, that you are way too lucky. In those moments, I take a deep breath, look around me, and I take in every minute of that pure joy and remind myself to never forget it.
At twenty…well, I still have memories to make and lessons to learn. But I’ll keep you updated on all of that.
So here’s to twenty years on this earth, and many more decades to come.
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