Women often have a hard time accepting how old they are. They often try to mold into the stigma society has created by going through different measures (some extreme) to look and feel younger. While looking or feeling younger can be a great confidence boost, it can also cause unrealistic expectations. Women are taught to never share their age, like it’s a deficiency in life. When did we all start running scared of our age? Our age comes with experiences that tell our life stories. What are women so fearful of?
Growing older is never easy especially when the product is staring back at you in the mirror. But, since no one has mastered how to slow down time, I guess my birthdays will still be coming year round. So, this year, I have decided to not live in fear of my age. I’m challenging myself and every other woman out there to embrace their thirties and start enjoying what life is really about: Family, friends, coffee, and wine. You know, the important things!
Today, I am celebrating my 30th birthday and I have never felt more myself than at this moment.
I can’t fit into my size 6 jeans like I did in High School. I cannot stay out drinking until 3am like I did in college. When sipping my coffee, even on my shortest days, I remember what sleep used to be. My gray hairs are now coming in groups and shining through my dark brown hair. Some days I can see new age lines on my face and the dark circles will not disappear. The weight isn’t coming off as easily as it used to, as I notice the look of defeat on my face.
My appearance is changing. It’s inevitable. But, I’m okay with it.
It has taken me 30 years of self awareness, reflection, bad decisions, strength, and perseverance to get to where I am today. I moved out of a bad neighborhood, moved on from toxic situations, graduated college, fell out of love, fell in love, got married, had a baby, and bought a house. Sometimes I think I have not accomplished anything and then I get a moment to reflect on my past and I am truly amazed of the things I was able to conquer.
There were decisions that weren’t always easy and some answers are still hard to accept. But, there is a little boy who calls me mommy and I know that every decision is to fit his best interest.
My journey to this moment was not done out of spite or forgetting where I came from. It’s those exact influences who taught me what I didn’t want my life to look like.
For the next thirty plus years I want to continue my journey through positivity and laughter. I want to embrace the world around me and not focus on how much older I look than last year.
My looks may be changing, but my attitude will remain sassy and my opinions will stay strong. I’ll continue to strive for my best and always look ahead even at my worst. Most importantly, I will always eat the last piece of dessert and drink that whole bottle of wine… because my life is just beginning, and I cannot wait to see where it takes me.
Cheers to embracing your thirties and all of the good things to come!