So I'm 20 and just graduating with my Associate of Arts. I have no clue where I'm going from here so I've been in a major funk. Also I've now been out of my only serious relationship (3 years) for almost a year and a half and still single/not really interested. Basically I just stopped caring about what matters. When I was younger, I always knew I wanted to be a wife and a mother. Over the past 2 years I've shut down and convinced myself to never trust anyone again. That I didn't need to get married or have kids. I'll just live alone forever. Travel and write. (Which is all fine, by the way. Fantastic, actually). But I knew this whole time deep inside I still want to be a mother one day. Maybe just further down the road than I originally thought. Tonight my aunt who I'm super close with (we're only 16 years apart) called me to tell me she's pregnant. I collapsed in the floor of my kitchen and cried out of pure happiness. Our family hasn't had a baby in over 10 years. Just thinking about this baby, and the fact that maybe my future babies will be relatively close in age excited me. It gave me hope for life again. It reminded me why I'm here again, and what I want. Thank you, new little baby cousin. I won't let you down. I promise to be one of your favorite people on this earth, besides your amazing mother. It's amazing to feel that click when your perspective changes. When you suddenly go from hopelessness to pure hope and faith in life and love and God.