Journey

Journey

Monday, July 14, 2014

On becoming 35

It didn't just happen overnight.  It took 12,780 days to accomplish what I am about to do.

That's right friends, I am on the brink of turning 35 fabulous years old.  Well, 35 used to be old, like when I was 21.  But I am starting to think that 35 is the new 21.  Right?  Just smile and nod.


Well, if I could talk to my 21-year-old self, there are so many things I would say, like the following...

Enjoy those smooth legs that don't jiggle or resemble cottage cheese, your lack of love handles that really aren't that lovely, your bladder control, abs, non-jiggly toned upper arms, and your perky chest that is a far cry from the deflated-balloon look that is coming.  Ok, who am I kidding, I've never really had a chest, but I had to put it in there.  You might think your body will never age, but you are oh so wrong.  You too shall fall victim to gravity.

Have fun, but not too much fun.  Soon enough you will be watching Barney and eating stale Goldfish, so take time to enjoy the here and now, and don't get lost longing for "someday".

Read your Bible.  Over.  And over.  And over again.

Try not to get so caught up in the little things, that you loose sight of the big picture.

You are not the center of the universe.  So stop acting like you are.

Save yourself $20,000 and quit school...your real job someday won't care if you know about Corporate Finance or Business Law or Computer Programing or Calculus.  Your employer will be more concerned with your ability to build towers, play house, read books, and give good-night kisses.

Have patience.  And remember that His ways are not your ways.  And that's ok.

Sleep.  A lot.  To make up for the years to come when you will not sleep so much.

Don't be scared to try new things.  People will always have opinions on what you should or should not do, but the most important thing is to follow hard after what God is calling you to.  Learn how to play the violin, sky dive, grow a garden, sing on praise team at church, start that blog...oh wait, when I was 21 there was no such thing as a blog...

Break up with that boy.  He might be a great guy, but there is one that is even greater for you, so don't waste your time on another.

Give grace...especially to that greater guy I just mentioned.

Stick with only getting your ears pierced.

Love your brown hair...it will not always be just brown.

Eat dessert after every meal...your metabolism is at it's prime, and by the time you reach 35 you will only need to think about eating dessert for those calories to haunt you.

Stop judging everybody and start assuming the best in them.

Don't blink, because before you know it you will be 35.

And last but not least...The best is yet to come.  You might think life is good and full right now, that going to college and hanging with friends all day is as good as it can ever get, but you are so, so wrong.  Pretty soon you will be hanging out with mini-yous all day, watching them develop into these little people and every milestone will be amazing.  You will be married to your best friend, the one who laughs with you, hugs you when you cry, and holds your hand when times get tough.  And that is better than anything that being 21 could offer.


Please note that despite the fact that I am starting to feel a little older, I would never trade being 35 for being 21 again...well, maybe for like 1 day I would trade my body.  But that's all.  Oh, and perhaps a full night of sleep.

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