I woke up this morning, thinking… wow I’m thirty one, and that’s actually… pretty awesome! Quite interesting that I didn’t have panic attacks, since I used to think thirty one is old, and here I am, not feeling *that* ancient.
Then again, for me, I already had the thought that turning thirty one might be easier than thirty. There was way too much expectations last year. At thirty one, I figured either I would achieved some of them, or I’d have more peace with myself. True. I’m still fighting for my goals and trying to have peace with whatever the result.
Well, last year I couldn’t really admit I’m 30. It’s easier to say I’m 29, and I’ll just be 29 for two years and then go straight to 31. Shame on me! Although that’s kind of what I did. Here’s hoping that I’m not the only one feeling that way. Please?
To be honest, it was easier to enjoy getting older when I was a teenager and I’d have something to look forward to: getting my drivers licence, and considered as an adult in society. After this, the only other milestone would be the day you’re considered as a senior citizen. That doesn’t help much.
I should try to find my own way to look for a way for enjoying birthdays. There shouldn’t be no reason to fear aging, right? It’ll happen anyways, and worrying about it will just add another wrinkle. Definitely not the wisest idea.
There is, however, something that gets better with age. Wisdom and experience. So, as I get older, I become wiser. Ha! Please, someone stop me from being disillusioned *facepalm*. Anyways, I learned that if I take this day as a moment to look honestly into my life, taking each element, each event that happened since last year, focusing on the good things (and yes, there will be plenty. I’m sure even in the darkest moments there’s some goods too), I would realize how incredibly lucky I am.
Yes. I’m lucky. Lucky to have wonderful friends and family in my life. Friends that still take their time to wish me a Happy Birthday, friends I can still keep in touch even if we live far away, friends I met on my journey being a writer, friends I never met but I swear I feel like I know them for a lifetime. The people who would remind me of my journey and my dream.
Cheers to you! And thank you:)