It's happening!!
Something happened in my life last week that I am having a hard time coming to terms with. I just can't believe it actually happened. UGH.
*whispers* I turned................................................ 29.
The thought of that makes me want to crawl into bed and sob. Gosh, I remember when I was younger 29 was like.... OLD!! It's a harsh reality that I am currently living in my 30th year of life. AKK. That just seems wrong. I am not old?! When the hell did this happen? Who's idea was this?
Most days I most definitely do not feel 29. I guess. I mean what does 29 feel like?? I thought 29 was more wrinkly than this. Or am I wrinkly and don't even realize it because of my elderly vision and my bad hip I can't get close enough to the mirror?
Or, is it a mind over matter situation? Since my mind is still stuck around 24 am I to feel 24? See turning 25 wasn't too bad. But 26 was a whopper for me since I knew from that point forward it was essentially downhill to 30. This thing... the two nine... is the bottom of that hill. I have 358 days left of my twenties. I feel like I need to make the most of this.
Or do I?
I keep hearing over and over again (damn Oprah!) that one's thirties are the new twenties?! Is this true? Do I have a new lease on life, or at least my twenties? If so I have a pretty good ten years ahead of me. Some great stuff happened in my twenties. Some of it I'd rather not do again, but some I'd love to do over and over. Looking back on my twenties I have done a fair amount. I started working at The Western Producer, I got married, Big Daddy and I travelled throughout Alberta and British Columbia seeing some of the greatest sights Canada has to offer, we travelled to Toronto and Las Vegas, got to hang out with the Philosopher Kings many times, we travelled to the lake a fair amount, we had three of the best, most beautiful children, we persevered five years of Big Daddy's University life and celebrated his convocation, we bought our first home, we learnt the value of paying cash for things, I met Wendell Clark and got watch him tape a commercial, and I have seen New Jersey and New York. If all goes as planned I will get to see a large part of Alberta and British Columbia again as well as possibly travel to Arizona.
My twenties were good to me and they aren't even over yet.
So is the best way to face my thirties is head on? I guess I don't have much choice. It's coming. No matter how I try to avoid it, it will arrive on my doorstep.
I can't wait to see what my thirties hold. Mostly I anticipate watching my family grow up. But until then I will hold on to every last ounce I have of my twenties as it feels like sand in a hour glass. As the old saying goes time flies when your having fun. And fun my twenties have been.
The thought of that makes me want to crawl into bed and sob. Gosh, I remember when I was younger 29 was like.... OLD!! It's a harsh reality that I am currently living in my 30th year of life. AKK. That just seems wrong. I am not old?! When the hell did this happen? Who's idea was this?
Most days I most definitely do not feel 29. I guess. I mean what does 29 feel like?? I thought 29 was more wrinkly than this. Or am I wrinkly and don't even realize it because of my elderly vision and my bad hip I can't get close enough to the mirror?
Or, is it a mind over matter situation? Since my mind is still stuck around 24 am I to feel 24? See turning 25 wasn't too bad. But 26 was a whopper for me since I knew from that point forward it was essentially downhill to 30. This thing... the two nine... is the bottom of that hill. I have 358 days left of my twenties. I feel like I need to make the most of this.
Or do I?
I keep hearing over and over again (damn Oprah!) that one's thirties are the new twenties?! Is this true? Do I have a new lease on life, or at least my twenties? If so I have a pretty good ten years ahead of me. Some great stuff happened in my twenties. Some of it I'd rather not do again, but some I'd love to do over and over. Looking back on my twenties I have done a fair amount. I started working at The Western Producer, I got married, Big Daddy and I travelled throughout Alberta and British Columbia seeing some of the greatest sights Canada has to offer, we travelled to Toronto and Las Vegas, got to hang out with the Philosopher Kings many times, we travelled to the lake a fair amount, we had three of the best, most beautiful children, we persevered five years of Big Daddy's University life and celebrated his convocation, we bought our first home, we learnt the value of paying cash for things, I met Wendell Clark and got watch him tape a commercial, and I have seen New Jersey and New York. If all goes as planned I will get to see a large part of Alberta and British Columbia again as well as possibly travel to Arizona.
My twenties were good to me and they aren't even over yet.
So is the best way to face my thirties is head on? I guess I don't have much choice. It's coming. No matter how I try to avoid it, it will arrive on my doorstep.
I can't wait to see what my thirties hold. Mostly I anticipate watching my family grow up. But until then I will hold on to every last ounce I have of my twenties as it feels like sand in a hour glass. As the old saying goes time flies when your having fun. And fun my twenties have been.
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