The hardest part about growing up…

To me, the hardest part about growing up is growing apart from those people you were always closest to. As we get older responsibilities creep in, people fall in love, interests change and people grow a part.

The one side of my bedroom wall is covered with pictures of those I hold closest to my heart. It’s filled with my favourite memories and people. When I woke up this morning, I found myself staring at all the pictures – the people – stages of my life; some new faces, some reoccurring faces and some faces that faded away.

I’ve always been blessed with the most amazing friends. And there are so many people that I miss.

But I guess part of life is growing up; cherishing, changing and expanding your circle of friends. The important part is that we remember to make time for EVERYONE that is special to us, never forget who was there for us and hold the happy memories close to our hearts.

“There comes a time in your life when you realise who matters, who never did, and who always will. So don’t worry about the people from your past, because there is a reason they didn’t make it to your future.”

KOL ♡

Song for the day :)

I grew up listening to Des’ree, I remember my aunt playing her music quite often.

Today I heard this song and it made me smile. The lyrics are really inspiring.

“Listen as your day unfolds, challenge what the future holds.Try and keep your head up to the sky. Lovers, they may cause you tears. Go ahead release your fears, stand up and be counted. Don’t be ashamed to cry.”

Have a listen. Enjoy!

Bittersweet Memories.

Today while procrastinating, I found myself going waaay back on my iTunes playlist and playing some tracks that took me straight back to high school. I then added fuel to the fire by looking at old photographs (as the appropriate soundtrack was playing in the background).

It was almost as if I jumped into a time machine and briefly relived my life. It was weird; I experienced a mix of emotions – warmth, happiness, sadness and surprisingly no regret.

I have been fortunate to cross paths with diverse and colourful people. I have laughed hard, cried hard and loved even harder. I thoroughly believe that life works like the weather, in seasons that come and go. Although as a whole it isn’t always perfect. Life is made up of a bunch of both perfect and imperfect memories which make it real. People can never take that away from you.

There are a lot of people that I miss, a lot that I am glad to be rid of and many that have stayed by my side. I am happy. The only thing constant in life is change and that’s often hard to accept. Change isn’t always easy. All we can do is keep rolling with the punches and enjoy the ride.

Do everything you want to do, laugh too hard, dance until you can’t anymore, over eat, misbehave and take too many pictures. Never forget that while life may change, memories last forever – cherish them.