Three-Two.

I turned 32 today. Isn’t life a flash? Do you remember being 20 and thinking those 30-something-year-olds were just way beyond your level. I’ll be honest, back then I wasn’t in a hurry to be where they were.

My early 20s was fun - Like really fun! Lived it up (but still did well somehow) in college; moved downtown with my boyfriend (now hubby) within walking distance of night life; worked night shift in the ER as an RN and got my adrenaline fix (all too often for our small town). I came and went and slept and did whatever and whenever I wanted. It was great! And I don’t regret a single move. But I misunderstood the era that is your 30s.

Life is very different now. And honestly, thank God.

I wouldn’t say I didn’t know who I was in my previous decade. I for sure liked who I was. And I didn’t make many bone-head moves. (Aside from the time I got sued for streaming music on Limewire. 🙄) But I would say I wasn’t as settled into who I AM. I was still in the phase of figuring it out.

I love today. I’m not perfect - I tried to fit that mold for awhile and realized it’s a losing battle. I just feel like ME. Like I can confidently fill the shoes as a woman. I care less about what people think and more about what I think. Which I feel like deserves some type of medal.🏅 My days are still full of chaos - but instead of chasing a shot I don’t need, I’m chasing a wobbly toddler who needs me. Without a doubt, I have more on my plate and it’s really all okay. And better actually! Yes, I get frustrated and annoyed and tired - and some days, I feel like all I’ve done is be at the beckon call of my kids. (How do they always need a snack?) But I have so many big ticket purposes in my life right now. My hubby, my boys, my health (the mind/body/soul kind), and wellness counseling (in & out of the office). Creating the life you’ve imagined takes work. But it also takes a lot of love - and I have been graciously blessed with more of that than I deserve.