So...

So I was thinking of maybe blogging about some of my musings on a new decade. People keep asking me, "Do you feel different?" Usually when I pass through the threshold of a birthday, I feel nothing. But this birthday I actually have felt different. It's kind of exciting. So, I am in the process of processing. For now I have a book, a mug of tea and a bed calling my name.

Love to all,

Heather

John Doe Letter to My 30's

A friend of mine sent me this blog link with a John Doe letter to My 30's. I thought it was so great and so true, that I decided to just post an excerpt from it. It is from the blog Elements of Style (www.elementsofstyleblog.com) if you want to read the whole thing.

"Dearest Twenties,

It’s official. The time has come for us to finally part ways. Our years together have been ones of self-discovery and self-destruction, good times and bad, filled with belly aching laughter and tears aplenty. But it’s time to move on. I’ve outgrown you and need to pursue things that only my Thirties can fully support. In other words, Twenties- It’s not you, it’s me. You’ve been fantastic and I’ll always remember you, but really... I’m just not that into you anymore.

One very important thing you’ve taught me Twenties, is that life is messy. It’s never the way you pictured it would be and it never will be. It might be better...or perhaps just totally, unexpectedly different. You can’t predict how you’ll feel or what will happen tomorrow. I think the most important lesson you showed me...is that trying to mold my life using the strict rules and assumptions I set out with will never work and will only create hostility and unhappiness. I learned from you that the “not knowing” is what makes it beautiful and exciting. But with that said, I think the thirties will be the most profound time for me and I think it’s about time I got on with it. Big changes, or maybe just small ones, await and I’m kind of psyched to see where they take me. Even if it does mean I have to pony up for some extra strength anti-wrinkle cream (after all, we did enjoy baking in the sun quite a bit during our time).

But don’t be sad, Twenties. I see girls every day who are looking forward to their time with you. I love seeing the twinkles in their eyes when they think about how you will be the best time of their life. And you might be, but as for me, I think the best is yet to come."

Love,

Heather

One week, and counting

I just have to say, I can't believe I turn 30 in a week. It's weird. I'm not sure what I think about that, but honestly, it's not all bad. I may have more musings to follow, but for now that's all I wanted to say. G'night!