Tonight I say good night to 29, to wake up to my first (of many, I hope) good morning to 30!
The past week has been a mix of emotions for me. Two pieces of AMAZING good news from two very dear friends, another holiday without my mom, frustration of being in a car accident on Black Friday, hope/faith from a new book, the heartache of not being able to celebrate my big birthday with two very special people…. At the end of the day, week, month….gratitude for being able to sit here and type this on the eve of my 30th birthday.
I started the celebration by treating my closet/nearest/dearest women in my life to a spa day. Later that night I was (happily, to a degree) the fifth wheel at a fabulous dinner with my sister, brother-in-law, my best friend, and her fiance! I woke up to coffee with my dad to recap the day’s events and ended a productive day with a lovely invite for dinner from family. I’m spending the birthday just how I imagined–surrounded by loved ones and happy by treating others to something nice.
I’m someone numb though. I feel blessed to be here doing all this with all these wonderful people. And yet some part of me feels numb. 30 was one of those birthdays you imagine hitting one day but don’t really realize you got there until it’s starring you in the face! At least that’s how it happened for me. We make plans with big accomplishments and milestones to have hit by this point, but we can only plan life to an extent. I never planned to be unemployed for a year, to be in a long distance relationship, to be in school, to be here without my mom to celebrate with….but to the same point, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be–in accordance with God’s plan. That’s something I can and do appreciate, accept, understand.
I’m grateful for my first 30 years of my life and excited for the nest 30! So good night 29…