ICYMI, today is my birthday! It’s hard to believe not only that my birthday is already here, but that I’m thirty. Writing it feels even weirder. For so long, I felt like my twenties would last forever and here they are, over. But honestly, I’m ready for my thirties. My twenties did a number on me, physically and emotionally.
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There was a time in my twenties when I used to laugh at people who stayed in on Friday nights or even worse, did a ‘date night’ on a weekend, and now, I live for the weekends where we have no plans and can just chill because they’re so few and far between.
I’ve never been so proud of how much I’ve changed since my 20th birthday, but still feel like I have a long way to go and so many things to learn. BUT in 10 years, I’ve learned to love myself (99% of the time), who my true friends are, not to trust so easily, not to take myself so seriously (still working on this one); I’ve turned 21 (which feels so bizarre because idk the last time I was carded), entered the real world, met some pretty amazing people, lost a few amazing ones too, transitioned jobs, started this blog, realized I need to take better care of my body, married my best friend and am now on the road to building a home in the BURBS. My 20 year old self would be quite confused.
Because I love you guys, I’ll give you a throwback to my 20th birthday:
And I guarantee I had fun that night, but I most certainly blacked out, eating a chicken tender covered in ranch on the curb outside of Cluck U Chicken or passed out in a booth of Pizans on York Road waiting for my pizza and I likely woke up next to someone I may or may not have known the name of (-sorry mom and dad). And that was most definitely on repeat for at least seven days straight.
Tonight I’ll be dressed a little more conservatively, dining on delicious courses at a fancy restaurant (lookin at you Magdalena), taking photos for my blog, with my husband (-ON a Friday night!). And I’ll be spending the weekend packing things with my parents for our upcoming move. #thisis30
30 > 20 , but i wouldn’t trade my experiences for the world. I can only imagine what I’ll be reflecting on ten years from now.