I turned twenty last week. I’m no longer a teenager, which is kind of a weird circle because when I first started this blog, I wasn’t a teenager either. It hasn’t felt like seven years, but here we are. My entire teen life is catalogued within the pages of Frangipani Princess (crazy, I know). This blog has been pretty silent for the last few months, and I guess in a way it would be fitting to stop writing here, close the blog down. Leave it as it stands, a chronicle of my life as a teenage wannabe journalist.
But even though my dreams and priorities have shifted (although my love of the Jonas Brothers and fast food remains), I can’t quite bring myself to say goodbye. I’m working in PR at the moment, and don’t think I’ll ever regain the burning passion I once had to work in magazines/be a journalist, but there’s something nice about having an outlet for the words that sometimes just need to come out.
Blogging has been so much fun. It has introduced me to some amazing people, given me some once-in-a-lifetime opportunities, and been a place in which I could develop my writing skills. I’ve gained internships and mentors and been able to turn my twelve-year old dreams into somewhat of a reality. It’s been crazy and fun and absolutely everything I could ever have hoped or dreamed for.
The thing about growing up, however, is that you realise your dreams might not be what you actually want, or need, in the bigger scheme of life. God gave me a pretty clear indication of that in the last few months, when after my internship at DOLLY finished, He pushed me in the direction of PR (which I had never seriously thought about) and and straight into my dream job (hello, fandom publicity). I loved interning in magazines, but looking back, it probably wasn’t truly for me (or was it? Maybe I’ll decide that they are my dream destination again. Who knows).
Life is all about changes and discovering who you are. My life is an eternal work in progress, and lately I’ve been more confused than ever about the direction in which I’m headed. At the end of the day though, there’s nothing you can do but sit back, enjoy the ride, and see where God takes you. So I’m not completely giving up on Frangipani Princess and blogging, but I’m also not coming back to daily (or even weekly) posting. I’ll write when inspiration strikes, and spend the rest of my time wondering about the future and spamming twitter with my thoughts on High School Musical, Hannibal, and Draco Malfoy.
Thank you for a wonderful seven years, dear readers. You gave my teen years a purpose and a focus (which was more important than you will ever understand). And if you’re reading this as one of the wonderful souls who took a chance on a young girl, through work experience, internships, or media coverage, I appreciate you more than I can put into words. I wouldn’t be where I am without you, so my sincerest thanks from the bottom of my heart.
I’ve grown up through these pages and posts, and you’ve been there to share a lot of that journey with me. Seven years. That was more than half of my life when I started this blog, and never in my wildest dreams did I ever think my twenty year old self would still be churning out words onto the homepage. It’s been brilliant, and I hope you’ll still occasionally drop by to see what the future brings.
Georgie (frangipani princess) xoxo