I've finally entered the "Dirty Thirties"
30.
I guess this means that I have finally reached adulthood and am supposed to have my life figured out. Right?
Wrong.
I expected that by the time I had reached 30 I would have my life together, that I would have it all figured out and finally be "settled". The thing is, I don't see settling in my future. Who wants to settle?? What does settling even mean these days.
I have not settled, I never will. I am all over the place.
This is OK!
I will always continue to follow my dreams wherever they take me and as every year passes I still continue to learn more and more about who I am as a person, but more importantly as a woman.
I thought that turning thirty would leave me with a myriad of emotions but the only emotion I felt was Happiness. Not because I had reached another milestone in my life but as Sandra Chabot Weber wrote in "30 Meaningful Life Lessons Iv'e Learned in 30 Years"- Huffington Post, I saw 30 as this magical moment of rebirth while shedding the skin of everything Iv'e ever wanted to be.
Every year I am one step closer to the person I have always wanted to be. Continuously learning, continuously growing. 30 seemed to shed a new light. It is OK not to have it all figured out, not to have the perfect job, to struggle, not to be a homeowner or married OR have kids. Rather than spending my day dwelling on all the things iv'e yet to accomplish in my life, I have bounded forward, counted my blessings and realized how lucky I am.
I am sensitive and I am stubborn. I worry about things that I have absolutely no control over mostly because I am an over thinker. I am smart. I am a perfectionist. I wear my heart on my sleeve, have no time for bullsh** and love my cats more than what I think the average person should. All of these things make me who I am. I am proud of who I am and what I have accomplished and no one can take that away from me.
30.
I guess this means that I have finally reached adulthood and am supposed to have my life figured out. Right?
Wrong.
I expected that by the time I had reached 30 I would have my life together, that I would have it all figured out and finally be "settled". The thing is, I don't see settling in my future. Who wants to settle?? What does settling even mean these days.
I have not settled, I never will. I am all over the place.
This is OK!
I will always continue to follow my dreams wherever they take me and as every year passes I still continue to learn more and more about who I am as a person, but more importantly as a woman.
I thought that turning thirty would leave me with a myriad of emotions but the only emotion I felt was Happiness. Not because I had reached another milestone in my life but as Sandra Chabot Weber wrote in "30 Meaningful Life Lessons Iv'e Learned in 30 Years"- Huffington Post, I saw 30 as this magical moment of rebirth while shedding the skin of everything Iv'e ever wanted to be.
Every year I am one step closer to the person I have always wanted to be. Continuously learning, continuously growing. 30 seemed to shed a new light. It is OK not to have it all figured out, not to have the perfect job, to struggle, not to be a homeowner or married OR have kids. Rather than spending my day dwelling on all the things iv'e yet to accomplish in my life, I have bounded forward, counted my blessings and realized how lucky I am.
I am sensitive and I am stubborn. I worry about things that I have absolutely no control over mostly because I am an over thinker. I am smart. I am a perfectionist. I wear my heart on my sleeve, have no time for bullsh** and love my cats more than what I think the average person should. All of these things make me who I am. I am proud of who I am and what I have accomplished and no one can take that away from me.