A look back...at the 16 year old me.

Carey at 16

*I had the joy of guest posting on Ginger Ciminello's blog and being a part of her new series called Hindsight. I hope you will check it out! I am a huge Ginger fan and I want you to be too. 

Here is an excerpt. Please check out the whole post in it's entirety. 

Dear 16 year old Carey,

A fumble may be small but you can learn from it. An outright mistake may be large but don’t worry it actually helps you grow. And while you were a really good girl who strived for perfection at all times there is one thing in hindsight that I would warn you about. Try not to take this too personally. I am not criticizing just trying to help you get the most out of your early days. 

In first grade his name was Andy and he lasted all the way to 3rd grade. In 4^th grade his name was Jason, in 5^th grade his name was Grant. Junior High there was Chris, Matt, Lee, Alex, Bobby, and Graham. You really like liked Graham a lot and would probably consider him to be your first true heartbreak. In high school there was Matt number 2 and then Ryan. Ryan stuck. You kept him around till you left for college. Can I stop there? You get the picture, right?

Let’s talk about this. A boyfriend is nice. It is fun to say you have a boyfriend, it is nice to hold hands with someone in the movies, it is cool that you never have to walk to and from each class alone, and you can stay up late at night sharing hopes and dreams on the phone. But let me tell you a little secret. A boyfriend is not needed for survival. I promise! There doesn’t always have to be a boyfriend...to be continued here!

Make sure to be back next Wednesday as we start a new series: