A New Decade...
As I enter the first days of my thirties, I noticed I'm much more introspective as of late, evaluating what's truly most important to me. Really thinking things through with intention. What once was believed to be success is no longer the standard, and the things that make me happiest are always the simplest.
“The only time you really live fully is from thirty to sixty. The young are slaves to dreams; the old servants of regrets. Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits.”
– Hervey Allen
As the years pass, I'm becoming more practical, less frivolous, and ever-evolving this life into one I'm proud of. The kind of life I want to lead has started to become ever clearer. As if the lens has suddenly faded into focus. I'm beginning to discover a newfound confidence in my direction and decisions. A sense of calm about who I've been, who I'm becoming and what lies ahead.
I'm so thankful for life...for the one I have. That hasn't always been the case. In the past, I was consistently left with a daunting feeling of wanting and needing more. Contentment truly lies within a grateful heart...it feels good!
Picnics with family are my absolute favorite thing to do, so that's what I requested for my birthday celebration (and really any special occasion let us be honest). Carson and Meriwether took me to Cheekwood Botanical Gardens for the day. Laying on the lush grass with a soft, freshly laundered blanket underneath us. Watching the drifting clouds under the shade of dancing leaves. Birds singing cheerful, spirited tunes. Feeling a gentle breeze brush against your bare feet and blow through your hair. All while enjoying your favorite fruits and cheeses. I just don't think there's really anything better.
Happy birthday to me, and cheers to another year around the sun!
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