I’m having some very mixed feelings (#anxiety) about leaving my 30’s and starting a new decade of my life.
My 30’s have been some of the best years of my life so far. I got married, we bought our first house and I became a mom. Those are some pretty serious milestones. I will forever look back fondly on these years as a time of many firsts and lots of personal growth Everything was so new with lots of unexplored territory and so many unknowns. There was something so exciting about that. Little did I know what a crazy adventure I would be embarking on. Much like a roller coaster with many high points and some big dips as well.
I remember there being a big adjustment period going from being someone with lots of freedom in my 20’s to having to become a “true adult” in my 30’s. Never mind once we brought kids into the mix. My sister and I were joking he other day about how it sometimes feels like we’re playing house and it doesn’t always seem real.
The thought of turning 40 carries so much weight with it. For me, it’s not just the physical aspects of aging (ewww crows feet). It’s much more than that. Getting older means that everyone else around me is getting older too. My kids are literally growing right before my very eyes. I see my parents getting older and although it’s a beautiful thing to see them with my kids, I can’t help but be scared for what’s to come. Getting older brings with it such blessings but it also brings with it things that naturally come with getting older and I’m trying my best to come to terms with that.
With all that said I feel truly blessed for everything I have in my life and most importantly the people that I get to share this life with. I don’t know what my 40’s (weird to type that) has in store for me but I know that I’m ready for whatever that might be (well mostly).