Monday, November 29, 2010


Thanksgiving 2010 007 crop

I just celebrated thirty years on the planet.  I have had some discomfort over the last year coming to terms with the idea.  Not because I think thirty is old but because I have been twenty something for such a long time.  I did also think you would feel more grown up when you got to thirty.  And since I so often feel seventeen in my head the disparity can be glaring...

When I was twenty I moved to Baltimore.
When I was twenty one I moved onto the career path that took me into event marketing.
When I was twenty two I  realized I was staying in Baltimore for a while.
When I was twenty three I married the most amazing man.
When I was twenty four I traveled the country with my husband and met thousands of interesting people.
When I was twenty five I experienced great losses at my husbands side.
When I was twenty six I began to explore my creative side with sewing.
When I was twenty seven I found out I would be a mother.
When I was twenty eight I learned what it was to be a mother.
This past year I started to discover a whole new piece of me when I stumbled upon the Institute for Integrative Nutrition.

I love following the paths of self discovery.  There is so much inside yourself that you can't learn anywhere else.  This year begins full of gratitude for the kindness and generosity of family.  With high hopes and so many practical steps already in motion.  It is the first time in a long time (ever) that I can see a particular future.  Maybe that path will look like it does in my imagination and maybe it won't.  Time, effort, intention will reveal things in proper order; I am just so lucky to be able to enjoy the ride.

Thank you Twenties for dropping me off so gently here at Thirty.  I am ready.


diber said...

Happy Birthday!!!

I'm fond of the thirties so far, two and a half years in. :)

OldBikeRider said...

Well all I can say is that you are an amazing person and if I were not your father I'd find some excuse to spend time with you. While we share many traits you are much more defined by the ones we don't share and I think that creative twist makes us good friends.

I suspect that the thirties will unfold to reveal even more exciting and unexpected experiences than the twenties, though Senor and Bug will be hard to beat.

It occurred to me today that you were born when I was 31, so next year I will twice as old as you are.

Mom A said...

And it occurred to me that you were born the year I was 28. Amazing...I just gotta say you are a lovely woman.

anilia said...

I am so lucky to have the best set of parents ever.

Kimberly said...

Oh. I just loved reading this post. Happy Birthday! I am savoring the last six months of my twenties, though each month I get closer, I get more introspective.

erica said...

Welcome to 30. And yes, your parents are pretty freakin' awesome. =)

A Pear to Remember said...


I CANNOT believe you're thirty. Really. But I offer congrats in the midst of my disbelief : )

Thank you for a blog of self-reflection and such a compilation of adorable-ness. I come here to smile.