I'm 24 years old, trying to make sense of everything, which I'm realizing is near to impossible. All I want in my life is that someone to hold my hand when I'm about to cry and help me get through the obstacles that I seem to face every day of my life. I keep thinking that I find that "one" but everything just turns sour, as usual. My life has been full of disappointments and regrets and I believe now that I'm ready to look past the people who put me down and look at the light that shines on me every morning. When I wake up in the morning, I realize that He is not ready for me, and that I still have things to learn, places to see, and people to meet.