*not a sympathy post. promise. just #keepingitreal.
I’m not a big celebrator of birthdays. Others, yes. Mine, no.
It always falls just after Thanksgiving, so having a party (at any age) was never a big to-do and well, I just got used to it that way. Now, my mom is ahhmazing and did throw me the coolest parties, but past eight /ten years old, I did not want much — just a few friends over was plenty for me.
I have already had myself a little pity party. I had it. Got over it. Glad it’s over & done with. This birthday, this age, it smacked me in the face.
Yikes. I’m now 32. My mom had me at this age. And that’s when it sunk in. Now no, I do not want the responsibility of a child right now, even though I do love kids. I’m just a big kid myself. But, at this point in my mom’s life, she had already been married to my dad for 11 years. I know, I know, things were different at the time they got married (she was 18). But being brutally honest, I am envious of the love that surrounded her at 32. She had my dad, she had me; and I was pretty damn cute.
See why I had the little pity party? I even got really lame and even started typing out this post with pros and cons. Pro: my blog has taken off. Con: I’m really single. You get the picture. Luckily, I got over that really quick when after one main con, the rest were all pros.
my roommate. the kitchen table is always my desk. she deals with my staying up until midnight. the fact that I will never being a morning person. and above all, she shares Princinator with me.
Jessica, friends since 12. we truly used to act like sisters; even putting each other in time out for arguing & bantering too much. i look forward to more adult days at disney, and days at disney with her mini-me. there’s nothing like seeing disney thru the eyes of a child.
Bethany, friends since 19. omg this girl lived with me! i’m not bad to live with, just quirky. she is across the world, but that won’t stop anything, just a slight delay in message return. i do not know what i would do without this girl.
my parents. they support me, love me, encourage me, and no longer hate on my tattoos (said with love). i couldn’t ask for better parents and they’ve given me such an amazing example of what soul mates really are.
my brother. well he’s pretty awesome too. i’ll always be the cool big sister and coming from an only child for 12 years of her life, it’s the best feeling ever.
my blog. it’s grown. it’s crazy. and I was just interviewed by fox13. like woah. when did this become part of my life?
my network/friends/blogger buddies/lululemon squad/support group. where to start? some of the most badass people support me. in everything.
my side hustle. umm, i get to do social media for others?? putting my marketing degree to good use (thanks Dr. H!)
I’m not where I thought I would be at 32. Definitely not.
But I do know that I’m exactly where I am supposed to be.
As they say, the present is only tarnished by the (sometimes outlandish) vision of how you think things should be.