Lately people have asked me, “How do you feel about turning the big 3-0?” I guess a lot woman stress about getting old or start feeling depressed about getting older and letting that “biological clock” tick so loud in there head, it begins to drown out the sounds of them actually living life.
I’m not feeling depressed or stressed about it. I am actually looking forward to the end of my 20’s. Especially the parts of constant confusion, broken hearts and broken bank accounts, lost friendships and painful discovery and questionable decisions. Not that I am complaining about life being the way it is. I know for a fact it makes us who we are. There are just some things that came full circle around my 29th birthday and those are the things that I am looking to continue into my 30’s…
For the first time in a long time, I am surrounded by quality friendships with WOMEN. Like I have this new sisterhood that I am completely enamored with. These women are similar to me. Foodies, creative types, open, honest women who care about the FRIENDSHIP on equal terms. We enjoy each other’s company with out obligation and are growing together as women.
I hate my job sometimes, but I am grateful for it every day. I love having one that allows me to enjoy my life with a better financial picture. All the while, allowing me to finance a budding PHOTOGRAPHY/ MUSIC VIDEO DIRECTOR career. For once I am really feeling like my calling is here for me to expand it and cultivate it. That feels great.
You know, I love a man, and I am sure he loves me. I know though that it doesn’t mean we are meant to be. I want a love that brings with it all the ups and some of the downs but at the end of the day, its still just me and him. I am sure this kind of relationship will find me soon. I am not worried about my becoming some kind of old maid. I desire the 2.5 kids and Brownstone living but I am not rushing anything. Goods things come to those who wait. So I wait, for a relationship that is love complete.
While I could stand to lose about
20, 15lbs, all my parts still work and I am grateful. My 30’s will definitely be about taking care of them (my parts) and even shedding those extra pounds so I can be at optimum health.
Yeah right. Like they are ever completely ok. They are alive and I love them.
Life is Good. I could complain about simple shit, but really I feeling more and more like there is nothing I should be complaining about in my life. There are of course outside things that could use my voice and I am doing that. I’m getting back on the volunteer bandwagon to because life is also about contribution. What you put in it. Like a Good Gumbo. I may not have found the perfect mix, but I am at a good starting point