Last week was great! We got some interesting information about Addie’s visit… but I’ll make you wait for that. Today, I want to rehash my twenties… again.
Maybe I should be over it, but somehow I am not. I am unable to “get” that I am 30. A new decade a new me? Nah… same me. Just older and hopefully, wiser. So with so many telling me that my 30’s are way better than my 20’s- or that the good times have already passed, let’s recall those pesky 2.0 years.
For me, every decade is better because I know more. I’m more adept at understanding, acknowledging and expressing what I feel and think. I have more tact and more honesty with myself . My 20’s were the best of times, they were the worst of times. Here’s a look at the most memorable things about them;
I graduated from college.
I partied more than I can remember.
I succeeded. A lot.
I bought a house.
I got married.
I had 2 children.
I found a career I wanted.
I went to my first school reunion.
And some things were not so wonderful…
I surpassed the years I’d spent living without my father, than I’d had with him.
I lost more than one job and the economy tanked around me.
I failed a few things I tried.
I got my heart broken by lovers and friends.
I realized what I’d spent years studying, was not what I really wanted to do.
I lost friends to drugs, alcohol, disease and by their own hand.
My 20’s were more times in my life that I will remember. Sometimes those memories will elicit a smile and other times, tears. As I embark on my 30’s… my first full week walking on these newly minted old feet, I think I thought 30 would be more epic, but I still wake up a mom, loving both the rewarding job of mother and wife and wondering what more I could do. But… it’s a new week. Another marvelous Monday, and I wish you happiness and love as you too embrace another day- of age, of experience, of life.
Happy week, Reader!
P.S. While I’m not usually that parent, HAPPY 31 MONTHS TO MY SWEET ADELAIDE! …I cannot believe what a beautiful young lady you are!!!