Wednesday, January 30, 2011
What can I say? One decade of life comes to an end today and another one begins. I don’t know if it’s the big, scary, crisis-inducing event that other people make it out to be, but it is emotional. I feel like I’m saying goodbye to an old friend. I’m definitely welcoming a new one, one that all my older friends and relatives assure me is a great time in life. But my twenties, well at least the last 9 years, were really good to me.
In no order in particular – I met the man of my dreams, graduated college, got married, graduated yoga school, lived in a killer factory loft, moved to Chicago to live on the 58th floor of a high rise , moved across the world to Korea, found the sweetest and cutest dog to be my sidekick, stamped the passport up and down, worked for some excellent companies and bosses, and made an international group of friends that keeps growing. So, no, I’m not quite ready to say goodbye to this past decade. But I am excited for what the next one brings.
I’ve always thought that the song “Twentysomething” by Jamie Cullum was a great song that defined not only pieces of me, but many people in my generation. As of today, that doesn’t apply to me anymore. Where’s the song for thirty-somethings? Maybe I’ll just have to write my own.
I have a good feeling about what this next decade holds. I started the day with something old and familiar by sitting in a coffee shop reading a book – Dear American Airlines by Jonathan Miles, both hilarious and appropriate for me (see previous post). I’m about to embark on something completely new to keep my spirit of adventure alive by going cross country skiing. And I’ll end the night with something yet again familiar – a comforting brined chicken and veggies made by my excellent chef-of-a-husband and shared with the love of good people that I continue to surround myself with.
I’m blessed, I’m alive, I’m healthy, I’m happy. I’m 30!