“Who am I?” Seems like an easy enough question… yet, I’m laying here on my bed unsure of what to say. I guess it’s a question I’ve struggled answering my whole life and one I’m guessing others may have a difficult time answering too. But, here I am – a grown, 22-year old – and I’m still unsure of everything. Does it ever get easier?
Here’s what I’ve figured out so far. My name is Erica. I recently graduated from college with a degree in mathematics, one I thought would be slightly recession proof. However, I am being proved wrong as I am currently unemployed and slowly drowning in student loan payments. I should stop and thank God right now that I’m still alive and floating thanks to my amazing parents. Moving on… besides the exterior points, I have an unquenchable passion for life, music, and loving a world that has forgotten what love is. And, I must admit that every moment I sit doing nothing or looking for a job I’m not sure I’ll completely enjoy, my heart aches because of the million other things I could be doing that could make a difference in a life.
I know all the logical reasons for obtaining a steady, well-paying job. My dad has done his best to drill my brain with that information. And at this point, there’s not much I would love more than that. I just want more than that. I still dream like I’m 8 years old. I still believe in true love. I believe with all my heart that anything is possible through my God. I believe that anyone can reach their dreams when their eyes and heart are focused on the right thing.
Life is certainly scary and unpredictable. I’m not sure I would enjoy it any other way though. So, here I am, growing up… facing giants… enduring heartache… climbing mountains… yet believing, holding on to faith, laughing, and loving every moment of it. After all, hardship develops strength, patience, and endurance. Always remember that wherever you are, you’re never alone, and there’s always something to live for.
I am… me. :0)
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