New Year, New Reflections, Part II
It's funny. Turning 30 is not something I ever thought would effect me in any kind of way. To me, age is just a number. A way of denoting who can drink, who can drive and who can vote. But really, no one is a standard 23, 47 or 62. My dad just turned 70, which is scary to me, but you would never guess his age. He is not shuffling around the grocery store (unless he is trying to embarrass me anyway). I try not to discount the benefits of wisdom that come with age and experience, but the thought that I can say I have known someone for 25 years really makes me a little queasy. Have I really been alive that long!?
I think that for part of this years new years resolutions, I will be a little easier on myself than last. You see, I made myself a promise last year that by 30 I would have so many things under control i.e.: nail biting, weight loss, organization, etc. I focused on very me things. Things that on the surface make my life a bit messier, and things I felt that weighed me down psychologically (no pun intended). As it turned out, last year was amazing in other ways, career wise, and relationship wise, and strength wise. I still need to let my poor nails grow, and to cut back on the chocolate, but that will come in time. This year I resolve to let myself be human, to laugh a lot, to dance even more, and to enter the next decade clear, driven, and focused on the
positive. . . . Now I hold all of you to hold me to it! LOL
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