Blog Post
Today’s my birthday and I’m officially in my late twenties. Thank God. Not that there’s anything wrong with being twenty. I feel like I’ve finally reached a point in my life where I would opt for peace rather than the chaotic life that begins as soon as you’re twenty. You know, hitting the clubs, beach, coffee shops, constantly being on social media while trying to figure out what you want to do with your life.
Now, I find myself much more tired than I use to be. Maybe this comes with working at night. I’m hoping it has something to do with age.
A couple of days ago, I looked back at old journal post and cringed at what was going on through my mind.
What the hell was going through my mind? I have no idea, but it was the typical mind of a twenty-one through twenty-seven year old. Now that I think about it, I was more concerned about being seen and popular rather than taking care of my child.
Today feels different. Current journal entries focus on my family and goals. I use to come home from work looking for friends to visit and party. Now, I come home to a glass of wine and crime shows.
Although I did stupid shit that could’ve cost me my life or sanity if it weren’t for God watching me, I’m glad to experience everything in that whimsical period. The best part of living is being twenty-something. My advice to anyone just entering this period is to get a job while working towards your career and have fun RESPONSIBLY with your friends and family. Also, rest! Rest, meditate, and wander while deeply thinking.
I asked my husband what’s life like when you’re thirty. His answer, “I’ll let you know when you’re forty.”
Bye!
