My 29th birthday is quickly approaching. In fact, it's in just nine days. Because life is moving by at lightning-fast speed these days, it will be here before I know it, so I thought now is a good time to reflect on 28.
I can sum it up pretty quickly: It was hard. Really hard. I received my promotion just about a week after my birthday, and in an instant my life changed. In all areas of my life, I've stumbled. I've said the wrong thing, or have made the wrong decision. I've had victories and reasons to celebrate. At times I've felt completely lost, and at other times I've felt completely secure. Such is life, isn't it?
I think the important thing is that with each stumble I brushed myself off and got right back up. I allowed myself time to feel lost. I forgave myself for some of my mistakes. I patted myself on the back whenever I did something good.
When you're little, you say to yourself "I'll have it all figured it out by the time i'm X years old." But do we ever have it all figured out? No. And is that OK? Absolutely. My life would be so ... boring ... if I had it all figured it out. You have to give yourself room to wander, to be lost, to be found. Because it's in that journey that you find out who you are.
So, 28? You were rough, but you were necessary. And when it comes down to it, you really were quite wonderful. And 29? Bring it on. I'm sure you'll be even better.