I'm still the girl who sometimes eats cereal for dinner and forgets to water her plants and has to google how to do basically everything.

But here's what I'm starting to realize - maybe that's actually okay? Like, maybe life isn't supposed to be figured out at twenty-two. Maybe it's not even supposed to be figured out at thirty-two or forty-two. Maybe we're all just doing our best and pretending we know more than we do ✨

My mom called after the fire alarm incident and instead of being disappointed, she told me about the time she set a towel on fire trying to make pancakes when she was my age. She said "Natusya, if you already knew how to do everything, what would be left to learn?" And that just hit me differently, you know?

I'm giving myself permission to be a beginner at things. To try and fail and try again. To not be embarrassed when I don't know something that seems like everyone else knows 🌸 Because the truth is, we're all beginners at something. We're all learning as we go.