Sooooo I'm officially in my last month of being a twenty-something. I have mourned this for a really long time. I didn't even let myself have that much fun last birthday because I new this moment was coming. I think one of the reasons I've had such a hard time with it is because my twenties have been so. much. fun. Seriously...I have had a blast!! Don't get me wrong, some of that hardest things I've ever had to go through have happened with a 2 in front of my age, but for the most part, they have been great. I think deep down, I'm afraid it won't be this fun anymore. I've been able to see so many parts of the world...and let me tell you....I have the best friends on the planet. I'm serious....you need to meet my friends...they will change your life. As you know....I'm pretty restless so I don't stay in one spot too long...but the Lord has been faithful to bring me friends wherever I am...not just mediocre friends....but amazing ones. To all who have been a part of those fun times (you know who you are), thanks for helping make me the person I am today. I could not have done any of this without you...seriously...I could not ask for better people to share life with.
I think another reason I've been so sad about it is that I use to feel sorry for people who got to this age (I'm still not really saying the actual age out loud), and certain things hadn't happened for them. Anybody know what I'm talking about?? Well anyways, thankfully, the Lord proves faithful again. The past few weeks I've been really encouraged about changing front numbers. And that encouragement has come from some pretty unexpected places. First of all, those awesome friends I always talk about have been great. They support me and call me out when I'm being far too obsessive about a stupid number. I just found an article by Olivia Wilde who is an actress. Now be forewarned... some of this article is slightly inappropriate, but the rest of it is hilarious and awesome. She calls turning 30 the "stop the BS and start being awesome" phase. I'm gonna be honest...it was the first time I've actually been pumped up about turning 30 (yikes...I still don't really like the way it sounds).
In all seriousness, my life has turned out far better than I could have imagined. Through the ups and downs, and hopes and disappointments....the Lord has given me good things....better things than I even knew to ask for. There are still days when I'm a brat, and want "things" that most 30-somethings have. But lets be honest....heaven help the man that decides to spend the rest of his life with me, if he even exists....because I am ridiculous...true story. So here's to trusting in the good that is continually provided for me....and struggling well to trust that it is all the good I need....because it is!! And here's to quitting the BS and starting (well lets be honest, continuing) to be awesome.
I think another reason I've been so sad about it is that I use to feel sorry for people who got to this age (I'm still not really saying the actual age out loud), and certain things hadn't happened for them. Anybody know what I'm talking about?? Well anyways, thankfully, the Lord proves faithful again. The past few weeks I've been really encouraged about changing front numbers. And that encouragement has come from some pretty unexpected places. First of all, those awesome friends I always talk about have been great. They support me and call me out when I'm being far too obsessive about a stupid number. I just found an article by Olivia Wilde who is an actress. Now be forewarned... some of this article is slightly inappropriate, but the rest of it is hilarious and awesome. She calls turning 30 the "stop the BS and start being awesome" phase. I'm gonna be honest...it was the first time I've actually been pumped up about turning 30 (yikes...I still don't really like the way it sounds).
In all seriousness, my life has turned out far better than I could have imagined. Through the ups and downs, and hopes and disappointments....the Lord has given me good things....better things than I even knew to ask for. There are still days when I'm a brat, and want "things" that most 30-somethings have. But lets be honest....heaven help the man that decides to spend the rest of his life with me, if he even exists....because I am ridiculous...true story. So here's to trusting in the good that is continually provided for me....and struggling well to trust that it is all the good I need....because it is!! And here's to quitting the BS and starting (well lets be honest, continuing) to be awesome.
