Dear 2012!

Dear 2012,

I adore you. I love that you didn't hold 2011, and 2010 for that matter, against me. In you I found a fresh start. I've learned so much that I don't even know where to start! Between my faith, relationships with friends, and school I have been from cloud 9 to what felt like ground zero. The common denominator from each situation is that I learned a lesson that life is sure to test me in come 2013.

This time last year I was just picking up the pieces from what I felt was the most tragic time of my life (dramatic, i know). I've learned that God's timing heals all. I am so grateful that I was able to experience the fullness of you. Two too many family members of mine passed away this year. In the midst of grieving I was taught that my next breath is not promised. Every conversation, every smile, everything has to be purpose-filled and productive.

I'm not going to bore you with a list of what I've accomplished or a list composed of things that I have utterly failed to achieve. Though I wish I could say some things differently or completely avoid some situations altogether, I am choosing to reflect on my time with you only to prepare for a more prosperous 2013!

So, I guess this is goodbye. I'll never see you again, and though you were lovely I'm not sure I want to! I have wisdom to attain, goals to reach, and lives to touch. I know that we only have 23 hours and 49 minutes left together, but could you pass on this message? Tell the future that I'm ready!

So Long,

Diamond

Wait...I'm privledged?

My life's experiences have shaped my perspective on many things. My parents divorced when I was very young, I attended an affluent, private high school, and I have friends of different shades and faiths. Because of all of these factors I have a unique view on everything from politics to fashion. Though I've been extremely blessed, I've never considered myself "privileged". After all don't my labels already knock me down a peg on the American ladder of success? I'm a black, female who has been raised by a single mother for most of my life. According to statistics I should be a high school drop out with a baby or two on my hip. (By the grace of God I'm a sophomore in college sans kids.)

Has the fact that I've done a little better than my peers according to society's standards give me licence to look at things from a heightened perspective? When I see a 16 year old post "Well...I guess I've got a bun in the oven!" on Facebook should I shake my head and still expect her to get through high school? After all everyone has obstacles in life. If I got accepted into 4 out of the 5 colleges I applied to with my GPA, she can definitely get in with a child. Right? I wish the answer was that simple. The American Dream makes one think that no matter what the odds, there is always a way to make the playing field even. As an optimistic person I have subscribed to this way of thinking. Anybody can be anything. Look at our president- he's living proof!

Is my perspective flawed? Should I take into account people's backgrounds and upbringings when looking at where they have ended up in life? Or should I turn a blind eye to people's journeys and solely focus on their destination?

Share your thoughts. I'm here to learn!