Something happens when you hit 30. It’s like you’ve spent the first two decades of your life with the lid on who you are because 1) you’re too busy trying to figure out exactly how to find yourself and 2) because planning your adventures with your friends seems more appealing than spending the night dissecting your psyche. But, then 30 comes a’knockin’ and the lid is pulled back ever so slightly and suddenly you get a wift of wisdom and truth of where you are and who you’re shaping up to be. Here’s what I know happens after the crossover…
You stop wasting time. In your 20s, you think you have forever. Why? I can’t even begin to tell you. Then, you realize that just like credit cards, there is a limit. You start getting ish done so when you’re 40 you’ll look back and see your footprints.
You are okay with spending days (and nights too) alone doing absolutely nothing. After you’ve exerted a considerable amount of energy trying to save corporate America or resolving vendor issues for your business, you really just want to sit on the couch with a glass of wine and a bowl of spaghetti (make that organic…perhaps spaghetti squash for the homemaker in you).
You tell people how you really feel, especially those you love, because your brain no longer has the space for sugar-coated and censored thoughts to reside. IRAs, mortgages, gowns, and Gerber have now made a home there.
You stop putting up with the bull. I think a large part of the reason why we choose to deal with drama is because we think it’s normal to take on someone else’s problems as our own. It’s one thing to be there for someone, but it’s another thing to perpetuate lies, excuses, and immaturity because folks don’t want to deal with their stuff. You are not a dump. Stop taking trash.
You find out who your real friends are. So many milestones can happen in your late 20s and early 30s, and everyone you thought would be there for the downs and even the ups will fade into black. But, not to worry, you now know that one element to happiness is quality over quantity. The smaller the circle, the easier it is to “live for the nights with the people you won’t forget!” Shout out to Drizzy.
You learn how to enjoy yourself. We are our own worst critics and rarely do we cut ourselves a break. It’s okay to dance like no one is watching and do what YOU want to do! You only get to do this life thing one time. Eat the pizza. Take the trip. Tell him you love him. Just be happy!
You discover your body’s fragility. You understand that if you don’t take care of yourself physically and mentally, things will start to break and you’ll need more than an herbal detox and meditation to fix it.
You have now assessed the number of times you’ve been extended grace and you clearly see that all of life ain’t about you! You’re the key to a blessing. You’ve messed up (a lot!), but you’ve been cleaned up, packaged up, and set up for a larger path to greatness that others will travel. At some point, you truly accept that God loves you enough to forgive you and He’s just waiting for you to forgive yourself.
You recognize that it’s okay to be less than impressed with yourself sometimes because let’s face it, we’re all liable to be human at some moment. But, it’s never okay to reduce any part of your character to fit into a job, relationship, or “situationship.” Everything and everyone is not for you, and whatever is for you, you won’t have to force.
You unearth a bit more patience for yourself and others. You know perfection to be a lie and convenience to be a privilege. No one is always right and sometimes you just have to wait on everything – from fast food to apologies.
As the song says, I do sit and wish I was a kid again sometimes. And I don’t know that I truly believed people when they said your 30s will be different. But, thankfully I survived the first year of what I hope will continue to be my most productive, stress free, and personal years of slayage.