30

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.