Tomorrow I turn 32. I know that may not seem old to some of you reading (or it might seem really old for others) but it’s the oldest I’ve ever been so to me it’s a little strange to say the number. 32. 32. 32! By the time my mom was 32 she had three kids under 5 and a Master’s Degree in Nursing. Crazy!
I don’t know what I expected of my thirties. I didn’t really give them much thought as I swirled around in the haze and angst of my twenties. I’d heard they would be better than my twenties and in almost all ways that has turned out to be very true. Minus the fact that drinking 3 glasses of red wine will now give me a 2 day hangover and the gray hair at the crown of my head has decided it will never grow beyond 3 inches and prefers to stand straight up. Despite those minor grievances, age has been very kind to me and I don’t mean that in an appearances sense.
In the first 2 years of this new decade I’ve discovered some really wonderful changes:
1.) I feel more confident with who I am (most of the time).
2.) I am more comfortable with my body (much of the time).
3.) I found and know the person I want to grow old with (all of the time)!
4.) I eat a whole lot better than I did in my twenties, hello bean dip!
5.) I exercise with more joy which in turn has resulted in me being a better runner than I ever was 10 years ago.
6.) I more deeply respect and appreciate my friendships that have proven to be strong competitors against distance and time difference.
7.) I found the courage to quit a job that didn’t feel right and to pursue a path that feels more authentic.
8.) I started this blog which has become an amazing outlet for discussing all those topics and people near and dear to my heart.
However, there is always more to learn and ways to grown.
I spent this morning writing a list of goals I wanted to work on over the course of the next year. But somehow the list felt forced and pressurized.
Maybe it’s best not to put so much emphasis on change as a new year of my life approaches. Maybe a birthday is a chance to honor who you are and not what you lack, to celebrate what you’ve already accomplished and the people who have made you who you are today.
Tomorrow I use my birthday as it is intended…to celebrate my life. Without a foreboding list of must-dos in the back of my mind.
That said, I did, find this one little saying out in the world that spoke to me and made me want to share.
This year I’ll keep it simple. Love, laugh, forgive and let go.
Lastly, when my dad died my mom said to always remember, ‘aging is a privilege, not everyone gets to do it.’
May we make the best of this privilege.
Enjoy and Exhale!