Hello 30...


As a teenager, I pretty much idolized my twenties and dreaded anything that followed after that. In my eyes, being in your twenties signified one being in their prime- mentally, spiritually, and physically. My twenties meant that I was an adult - free to do what I pleased and fend for myself; and boy did I ever. Well, now that I'm twenty-nine and only a few months shy of turning the big 3-0, I have no choice but to face what I've feared for so long. 

To me, becoming thirty meant that I would officially be old - then it would simply be down hill from there. Thank goodness I was wrong! Because I can honestly say that I don’t think that my twenties were my “prime”, in fact, they were more like a warm up. Yea, I accomplished a lot and learned a bunch, but to me, I only recently found my stride in life. Sure, I can no longer inhale an entire cheese pizza (Judgment Free Zone!) or be out until 4am partying without some serious repercussions. But I feel that I am the best version of myself - better than I’ve ever been. My impending peak has a lot to do with that fact that I'm more mature and yes, older. Back then, I had my life and the world around me figured out. I knew what would happen, when it would happen, and who it would happen with (silly me). In fact, if it were up to my twenty-year-old self, I would be married by now with two children, living in the home I own, and running a clothing boutique. Clearly I was naïve and things couldn’t be further from the case. Because actually, I’m unmarried, have no children, and have no desire to own a home (at the moment). Instead, I’m making a name for myself in Corporate America and going after my dreams of being an author. And you know what? I’ve never been happier.


Back then, I didn’t know that I was putting unnecessary pressure on myself by trying to control my future and placing an invisible time clock on my life. Life is a rollercoaster and it will definitely slap you in the face! Trust me, I’ve been slapped a few times and I’m sure their will be a few more waiting for me at some point. Regardless, in this last year of my twenties, I look at the life I’ve lived thus far and truly feel humbled by all my experiences because it made me the woman I am today. I’m entering my thirties as a woman that knows what she wants, who embraces her imperfections, is more confident in who she is, and who is a hell of a lot wiser. Today, I’m a woman that welcomes her thirties because she knows that she can do great things. All I can say now is, hello thirty and bring it on, because I’m ready for you…