I spent my twenties running nowhere, while in my thirties, it’s all about walking somewhere. It’s about building peace, with elements of growth. An internal, unshakeable peace, no matter external circumstances. And that happens when you take time to learn yourself, to learn about yourself, who you are, what you are, what you like, and what you don’t like. The hills you’re willing to die on and the ones, not so much. The values you uphold. The type of people you want around you. The type of conversations you want to have. The type of ideals you aspire to.
It’s about doing God’s work, and not your work, and not even the work society tells you, you should do.
It’s about appreciating life with its ups and downs, its highs and lows, its ups and downs. It’s about taking time to feel. Feel the journey. Truly feel it. It’s about forgiving yourself for your mistakes and accepting for the last time that you can’t change the past. The past only matters to teach us lessons; it is not to be carried into the present or the future.
Being in my thirties means taking time to listen. To others, to myself. It means taking the time to think, in loud and out loud.It is about trusting yourself. It is about knowing that you’re not good at everything, and that’s ok. That’s the way it should be, otherwise, we wouldn’t be complimentary. It’s about trusting your gut, having a solid foundation that allows you to put your foot down when you need to, and not being afraid to do so. It’s about knowing when to fold, and when to retract because not every battle needs to be fought. It’s about taking care of yourself, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. It’s about loving yourself, sometimes enough to admit your flaws and work on improving them.
It’s about you, but it’s also about others. We wouldn’t be us if it were just for us. It’s about trust, faith, and constant and consistent dreaming. It’s about unwavering love.
Happy 30th birthday to me.