I’ll be honest, clarity did come gift-wrapped on my 25th birthday.
It feels as if the past five years have been a slow unraveling—like gently tugging at the edges of a foggy, mysterious gift I didn’t even know was waiting for me. Each decision, each stumble, each breakthrough was like pulling away another layer of uncertainty. Then, as I entered the month of turning 25, it was as though that gift of clarity was suddenly placed right in my lap, resting on the seat of my mind.
The haze lifted, and everything finally felt fully real. It wasn’t a moment of dramatic revelation, but rather the quiet realization that the clarity I had been unknowingly working toward finally materialized.
I literally can’t explain it, but I just feel even more alive. I’m not second-guessing myself as much. I’m not getting anxious over the small things or obsessing over how other people perceive me. It’s like this freedom has been tucked away in the crevices of my frontal lobe, waiting for the right moment to emerge and revel in a second act.
I love it.
If every year brings more wisdom and clarity, I’m eager for what’s ahead. I’m excited to know that my mind is becoming even more present, more attuned to the world and its intricacies. Our culture is so consumed with running away from aging—don’t get me wrong, I have a growing skincare routine—but what a gift and blessing it is to have another year in the books. Each one strengthens our grit, grows our synapses, and teaches us what it means to live fully and freely, no matter the circumstance.
As T.S. Eliot wrote, “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” That’s what growing older feels like—a return to myself, but with a richer understanding of who I am and the world around me.
We’re all one year closer.
No matter your age, whether you’re headed towards turning 7 months old or 76 years old, we’re all moving toward something—closer to a deeper understanding of life, closer to clarity, closer to the person we’re becoming.
25 things I’m one year closer to:
Having an even deeper relationship with Jesus
Loving others more generously
Writing a book in every genre
Taking care of my body not out of vanity but gratitude
Becoming fluent in another language
Becoming a morning person
Going to a new country
Being an extra in a movie
Falling in love
Being less afraid of failure and more excited about growth
Buying a house
Meeting Harry Styles
Being more present in every moment
Laughing until I tear up even more with people I love
Learning how to cook the best steak
Actually finishing The Brothers Karamazov by Dostoevsky
Selling a screenplay
Finding a new favorite movie
Having a room that’s just for oil painting
Seeing my nephew grow up
Teaching my dog a new trick
Leaving a legacy that reflects love and kindness
Learning something new that changes a part of my worldview
Creating more than I consume
Feeling even more alive than I do right now
Though most of these might not happen in this new year—and God might have another plan for some of it—the beauty of today is that for all I know, I am one year closer to all of these things and more.
So, what are you one year closer to?
I'm one year closer to killing mys- nah just kidding, hopefully, I'm one year closer to living in a foreign country
One year closer to core memories with the people I love and will love