Tomorrow the sun rises on my thirties.
I am glad.
My twenties were fantastic.
My twenties were amazing.
But my twenties were kind of hard.
I was pregnant for 30% of my twenties.
I had a baby for 40% of my twenties.
That means I didn't sleep for 7 years.
I look forward to a new decade in my life.
I hope for less monumental life changes, and for more meaningful experiences.
I hope for less forging and breaking new trails, and for more staying the course.
I think that in my twenties, I set the foundation for my life.
I married Brock, I graduated from BYU, I taught high school, I coached, I had a baby, I moved to Idaho, I had another baby, and another, and one more, I taught myself how to cook, I re-taught myself how to cook healthy food, I watched helplessly as Brock lost his mother, I watched helplessly as I almost lost my father, I taught myself how to be a mother, I loved my girls, and I loved Brock.
And now I need to build upon that foundation.
I am not sad to turn thirty.
I am so blessed.
I love my life. I love my life. I love my life.
Even when it is hard, and I look around at the chaos- the messes- the utter destruction,
and think "I can't believe this is my life."
That's when I remember...
These are the years that will not last forever.
I will think back to my twenties and remember the joy of each baby.
I will laugh at the tiny apartment in West Valley,
and try to remember what it was ever like just the two of us.
I will miss the laughter and the stories, but probably not the messes.
As I look back, I see how amazing each year has been.
And here's to celebrating thirty of them!!!
4 comments:
That was so beautiful. Thanks for reminding me to enjoy life at every stage and thanks for reminding me that it all goes by so fast. As I read this, I thought of how fast the first 20 years of your life went, but i feel so glad I got to spend them with you. Brock is a lucky man and Annie, Kate, Tessa and Eve are lucky girls to have such an amazing woman in their life. I hope you have the best birthday ever! Love, Mom
Welcome to the 30's club. I was sad to see my 20's go, but there is something that is so empowering about being past that and really looking at myself as a women and not a girl and like you said being proud of what has brought you to this point. Happy Early Birthday. Glad you had a great last day !!
Oh man, I didn't even know it was your birthday. Some friend. Happy birthday. Oh, and I should really stop reading your blog because it usually ends up making me cry. But you are a great writer. So I just can't help myself.
Happy Birthday!! You inspire me!
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