A Decade.
I have recently been reflecting and pondering over the twenties. (Although one of my favourite periods of time, I am not talking about the 1920s....would it not be wonderful if everyone still dressed like in the twenties).
With the big 3..0 looming, I have been thinking about the decade of my life known as my 20s.
I am not disappointed, thinking carefully through the good times and the bad times, I leave the decade with a bag of accomplishments.
I moved a way from home, went to college and lived with room mates. I traveled, ending up in America. I learned. I discovered different levels of spirituality. I followed my heart. I married. I survived two (very) sickly pregnancies. I birthed two healthy children. I discovered the true meaning of sacrifice. I ventured with my small family to live in England. We lived and returned. I got a good job. I grew in a small company to a high position. I supported my family. I purchased a home. I remodeled a kitchen for $1000. I raised a puppy. I raised four chickens. I grew my own vegetables. I lost my job and found a new one. I discovered the meaning of friendship. I discovered simple pleasures. I discovered the true meaning of family. Most of all, I have discovered the meaning of unconditional love.
Despite the list, panic has still set in a little. Your 30s always seem so far away. It seems like this is the decade where you really have to make movement in your life. Time to face the truth about who you are and what you want..(maybe I am a late bloomer). Time to think about retirement, college funds, savings...(again maybe a late bloomer!). Time to think about health, watching the diet, taking care of my skin, etc. Faced with the question.."what do I really want to be when I grow up".
I have to honestly say...I think I am going to love my thirties. Stay tuned to find out!
